Twister, for she has natural advantage.

Though it was just for fun, Tara thought she might want to play something she could win. The pool is not the thing she excelled, drinking game could be worse. However, she could use her agility to her advantage in physical game like Twister. "Twister might be fun," Tara smiled to George. His grin widened even more with her choice. "Let's get in then"

When they walked toward the game, George introduced her to people there. There were four men, one of them shirtless and two women, one of which wear inappropriately light clothes for December. All of the men eagerly welcomed her to the game. "Great, I'm in need of rest, you are more than welcome to replace me," the blond with light clothes smiled at Tara. As Tara removed her jacket to join in, she heard someone whispered, "that's the spirit, sweetie." Tara looked to find the owner of that voice, but the only thing she found was a glass of unidentified liquid. "Just for fun," said the red-hair girl. "Bottom up," she said as everyone pour a glass through their throats.

"Tara, right hand red" chimed in the blond. Tara put her right hand on it as another shout from her called for a man name Alex to put right hand on the blue, his breath sent warmth the her neck. "Jasmine, left leg yellow" was heard before Tara felt a leg intentionally touch her. Tara glanced a questioning look at the girl called Jasmine only to have her smiled back slyly. "I would love to have you loose than me, honey." People around her started to laugh and game went on.

"Left leg, green" The blond called for Alex to move again. Tara heard Alex purred with satisfaction before his face pumped right into her private part, sending her to her knee with unexpected touch. "Tara loose!", the blond exclaimed. "Alex, choose one!"

Tara still couldn't get the situation as she was standing up. She was about to complain about Alex's inappropriate maneuver when Alex's hand lifted the hem of her shirt to her chest. "Loser loose the clothes, sweetie." The blond jolly shove another glass of liquid which Tara now knew was alcoholic. "But you gain special glass, dear."

Though Tara didn't believe any of such ruse, she was surprised that she easily accept the glass and allow Alex to remove her shirt. Luckily I wear a tank top, thought Tara as she timidly begin another.

The game went for some time with Tara loosing her shoes, jeans, and finally her tank top. The red hair girl which she couldn't get then name yet also down to her lingerie. As the guys, including George, seemed happy to bury their faces, brush, or even caress the girls whenever they move. Tara's breath became heavy with intoxication and arousal. She knew that if she continue, her time to part with all her clothes will be inevitable. But again, the boys are really drunk and half-naked now. She might be able to win this.