Allen (starting off poorly)

OOC for this particular thread's characters.

Lee, the hostess, 22, bi-sexual female.
Alice, 26, Lee's married neighbor.
Allen, 18, Lee's heterosexual, virgin cousin.
Betty, 19, Lee's lesbian lover.
Brian, 24, Alice's husband.

The Monopoly Board:
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I couldn't believe that we were actually going to do this. I'd heard from one of Lee's former girl friends that she and the 'Giggling Girl Gang' -- a group of female friends who all happened to be into other females -- had played this often. But I'd always thought it was just their way of teasing me when I was trying to hang out with them and ogle some beautiful female parts.

I just thought they were trying to 'get a rise' out of me, not that any of them would be interested in the resulting erection. More than once their teasing had caused me to politely excuse myself -- to do this task or that -- and hurry home to my bed and bottle of hand lotion.

I glanced around at the other players and wondered what they were going to look like naked. Clothed, they were all a good-to-great looking bunch of people. You had to hand it to Lee: she had a way of surrounding herself with beautiful people, men and women, gay and straight.

"Let's begin," Lee said, and having already won the right to roll first, did so. "Eight. Vermont Avenue."

Lee moved ahead, paid her $100 bucks, and warned, "Watch out everyone. Rent's a whopping $6, so ... beware ... and keep hold of your panties."

There were laughed and crude comments, then Lee handed me the dice and said, "Next. Go get'em, Tiger."

I rolled the dice hoping for the best, but instead got double twos: "Income Tax". First roll, and I was already out $200! There were cheers and laughs and sympathetic moans from the others. I didn't really notice who exhibited which reaction: my attention was on rolling the dice a second time and thinking to myself that it couldn't get worse than that.

It could, of course.

I rolled 3, hitting Chance. I read the card, "Advance to Go. Collect $200."

My spirits lifted, until Lee reminded me, "PAY $200. Remember, you pay when a card tells you to collect."

Again, the reactions from the others ran the gambit.

"Next," she said, gesturing to the next player.

Play continued around the board, and every time the dice came to me, I lost more money. I rolled 12 to hit "Electric Company", which -- with its mate, Water Works -- was already owned by the same person. I rolled doubles 3 times, each time hitting an owned property to pay rent before having to go to jail.

I paid my $50 to get out, only to hit owned properties or money-sucking cards on eight straight turns, the bad run culminating in me ending up in jail yet again.

"Third roll," Lee said, glancing to my token -- the dog -- sitting in jail. "Double or pay."

I looked to my bank roll. I only had $23 dollars left.

I rolled the dice and not only missed the doubles but rolled a 5, which put me on Pennsylvania which -- along with two other railroads -- was owned by Lee's neighbor, Alice.

Before I even had a chance to calculate how short I was, first one player, then another, then finally all of them were chanting, "Take ... it ... off ... ... Take ... it ... off...!"

I was the first person to lose an article of clothing, and while it was only going to be a shoe, the loss made me suddenly realize that this night wasn't going the way I'd expected.