A familiar face

You look around and see one of your good friends, Jenna. You make eye contact and excitedly run over to her. The two of you get into an fun conversation. She's really hot and a lesbian, but in the closet, so you were always fielding the guys who would linger around her. Jenna got offered far too many drinks while you are talking.

"Hey, Jenna," A guy walks up to you two. We're about to start a game of 7 minutes in heaven, wanna join? Jenna looked over at the small group at the couch.

"I'm down Blake, you down?" she looks at you, grabbing your hand.

"Sure," you say, Blake flashes a smile that couldn't be real. He wasn't thrilled at the idea of you joining. You walk over to the group with Jenna who is squeezing your hand.

"Hot girl ten o'clock," she whispers in your ear. You don't recognize the girl who Jenna was oggling, but she definitely was very hot. She must be the reason Jenna agreed to the game.

"Alright, Who's first?" the girl says, placing an empty bottle on the table.

"Me!" One of the brutish boys on the couch said, not waiting for a response. He spun the bottle vigorously. It spun for a long time, before landing ultimatly on another girl. She didn't seem pleased, but she got up with the guy and walked down the hall. Seven minutes later, they came back and the process went on for a few rounds.

"My turn," Blake said, spinning the bottle this time. This time, the bottle didn't spin that much, almost as if it were planned. It landed on Jenna.

"That didn't even spin that much."

"It spun three times, so its legit," the brute from the first round said quickly, smiling at Blake. Blake got up quickly extending a hand over to Jenna. Jenna frowns, but takes the hand. As she walks away she looks back at you, flashing your eyes.

"I'm gonna be right back, I need another drink," You excuse yourself from the group, following them down the hall.

"Here we are," Blake said, stopping in front of the closet.

"Okay, you go in first and close your eyes. I wanna make an entrance." Jenna says quickly.

"Ohh, kinky. I see you Jenna." Blake says walking into the closet. Jenna looks at you.

"You gotta help me out bro," she whispers. You think to yourself.