Next game?
Unbelievable...I won
The next foot tag I played against Jonathan. We went straight for a while. The boys encouraged Jonathan to finish it quickly but apparently he was too focused on my boobs so he wasn't fast enough in the end. I stepped on his foot, this was so obvious that even Louise couldn't ignore it. I cheered and my whole body cheered along. What a beautiful sight for the boys that must have been. Jonathan's assignment was: lose your shoes. Indeed innocent 1st pot assignments.
Tim was my next opponent and keen on a win. So his focus was really on my feet. He never looked at me. As long as the previous foot tag lasted, so quickly this one was over. Here too Louise was a lot faster with the card: Play your next game of foot tag blindfolded.
I looked at everyone: "But then I lose anyway. Draw that next card too." Miles and Kyron, my possible opponents looked at each other. "We can only accept that if you lose the last game of this round and you draw the last two cards from the pot and execute them. You would then also lose the entire game. The choice is yours Amira."
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