Truth

You choose, "Truth."

Rachel squints at you, thinking for a second before asking, “Why exactly is it that you decided to make Richard's lap your permanent seat?”

You shrug, “I don’t know. I just… stayed here.”

Rachel raises an eyebrow at you, “Because…?”

You answer bashfully, “It’s comfy.”

Rachel continues, “That’s all? It’s comfy?”

Not sure what to say, you answer, “Yeah... I don’t know. It just... feels good.”

Rachel grins, “What feels good?”

You blush…

Smirking, Rachel leans in a bit, crinkling her nose, and mock-whispering, “Does he have a boner?”

Terribly embarrassed, you answer her only with a nod. You roll your eyes a little as you nervously brush your hair back behind your ear. Rachel giggles.

Satisfied, Rachel just says, “Okay.” She places her hand daintily on the bottle, and spins it again. .................................................................................................

The bottle comes to a stop, pointing at you and Richard. Unable to tell who the bottle is legally pointing to, you just say, “Umm…” looking to Richard for guidance.

Rachel laughs, “Oh right. THAT'S why you don’t sit in people’s laps in this game. Well, Kristy’s in front of you, Richard, so… technically, wouldn’t that mean it’s pointing to her?”

Richard is quick to propose a solution, “How about one of us asks you a question, and one of us gives you a dare?”

Rachel barely has to consider it before answering, “Okay, but you decide the question, Kristy decides the dare.” She squints and points at Richard, playfully adding, “I don’t trust you, buster.”

Richard laughs and accepts the terms. He asks, “If given the opportunity..." He grabs your thighs as he completes the question, "...would you sleep with Kristy?” The question is meant to be at least slightly challenging to Rachel, but she answers it without batting an eye, “Oh, in a second.” Surprised by the expediency of her answer, Richard nods slowly, saying, “Okay. Good to know… Kristy?”

They look to you to hear what Rachel’s dare will be…