Take off her shirt for 1 minute

"What!?" Trish said, dumbfounded. "I can't do any of those! I already told you I was a virgin!"

"But you had refused the truth already; now you have to take one of the dares." Trish looked pleadingly at her friends, but they were simply giggling their butts off.

"Fuck!" she said. "Can I at least put on a bra before I take off my shirt?" Andrew looked like he just about jizzed in his pants at this comment.

"So you're choosing to take off your shirt, huh?" John asked. "What do you think, ladies? Should she be able to?"

They had stopped giggling, because they had both assumed she was already wearing a bra under her shirt. "Umm..."

"Nope!" John said, without letting them answer. "You have to just take it off right now. If you chicken out again, I'll get to choose which of the dares you have to take."

"Dammit! Fine!" Trish said, turning around so none of them could see. She peeled off her shirt and placed her hands over her breasts before turning back around. "There? Happy?" she said.

John looked at Andrew and nudged him with his elbow. Andrew jumped at the contact and said, "Huh? What?"

"She's good, yeah?" John said, smiling.

"Y-Yeah," was all Andrew could muster.

"Is it Andrew's turn?" John asked the group.

"I... I guess" Katherine said. "Umm, Truth or Dare?"