Yep.

"Sorry guys, took longer than expected," your buddy Matt says as he brings back cases of booze.

"Can I put on pants long enough to help Matt?" you ask Sarah.

With a mock pout she responds with "If you haaaave to."

Quickly putting on your pants and shoes you two bring in the adult party favors.

Grabbing yourselves some beers you ask the ladies what they want.

You hand Sarah's drink to a grateful Matt so he can bring his crush her drink.

With a small smile and a nod Nicole takes her drink, and then you walk Miranda's drink to her.

"Thanks, John."

Taking a swig of her drink Sarah declares "Time to take the pants off, big boy. We'll let you entertain us, make us smile!"

You faithfully follow orders, a deal is a deal after all.

"Shake your money maker!"

You roll your eyes at Sarah's teasing.

She's been dramatic for as long as you've known her, thriving in Drama Club, you assume she still plans to move to LA and join the meat market that is Hollywood.

Yes, she thrives on attention, everyone knows her. But she doesn't let anybody close. No BFFs, no serious boyfriends that you've ever heard of.

Maybe one day someone will break through her invisible wall. You root for Matt, but he's hardly the first to volunteer, you fear he won't be the last.

And if she ends up breaking Matt's heart, you won't even be able to be mad at her. She doesn't promise more than she'll deliver. She even seems to respect relationships.

Not one to steal boyfriends, or girlfriends for that matter.

Now she'll borrow a guy (or gal) free to roam, or even share if a couple is looking to spice things up. Or so they say.

It's not like you are in charge of her social calender.

Putting your pants up you sit down, happy to be finished with your cleaning chore.

"Now we have here a little problem. It would be Tom's turn, if he hadn't left after failing his dare. So we need someone to pull a name out of the hat."

Your eyes roam to the paper Tom failed to finish.

"On a related matter, John needs to be punished. He chased off Tom, and made a mess."

"We cleaned up that mess!" Nicole jumped up to defend you, as always. Metaphorically speaking, since she is still sitting.

"What did you have in mind, Sarah?" you ask. It probably won't be anything too bad. Aggressive and even borderline domineering, yes, callous or sadistic, not really.

"Penalty phase! You're going to pull a name out of the hat. You don't give them a dare, instead they get to do whatever they like to you for say, ten minutes, using these toys if they want," she says while channelling her inner Vanna White to point to a bag you hadn't seen her fetch.

Those toys probably don't include Woody or Buzz, but you never know.

You look around the room. You've already had sex with Sarah tonight. This might be a good opportunity to find out how interested Miranda is. Nicole and Matt are your closest friends in this world, although either of them being selected could be quite awkward.

"It's okay, Nicole. It's just a game. All right, Sarah."

You move to the hat to select the next name as Sarah pulls out a pair of handcuffs, smiling at you.

It seems she's looking forward to the show even if she doesn't get a second chance at you tonight.

So whose name do you draw?