Miranda (Sarah's sadistic scheme)

John only shoveled around in the hat for a few seconds before pulling out a slip between two thick fingers. Even with his glasses on, he had to pull it up close to his eyes to read, but when he did a smile split his face. "Hot diggety dog!" He exclaimed, "I drew Miranda!" The girl in question cocked a perfectly plucked brown eyebrow in response to John's excitement, flustering him in a single facial expression.

"N-not that I'm excited to hold power over you, of course," he stuttered, "it's just just a delight to share a game with such a beautiful example of the opposite sex." John's rough smooth talk made Sarah roll her eyes, and it was clear from Miranda's awkward smile that she felt similarly. At least she had the decency to hide it with a fake laugh, if John had pitched woo at Sarah that clumsily she'd have pitched her drink straight back in his face.

John wrung his hands for a moment, apparently conflicted about what he was about to say, before he made up his mind with an audible gulp. "Miranda," he said, "if this is something that you want, and you would be happy to do, and so long as you don't feel in any way pressured by myself or any other man here, then I would like for you to take your jacket off." John rattled off his whole speech in tones that stumbled over each other, like he had rehearsed it in his head and he had to get it out all at once before he forgot, such that he was almost out of breath by the end of the sentence.

"Why are you talking like a lawyer dude?" Tom scoffed, making Miranda laugh although she tried to hide it. "It's called "seeking enthusiastic consent"," John huffed, "it's what a true gentleman does. I'm not surprised it's something that you've never heard of." His rude tone made Tom sit up in his seat, and John immediately shrunk back as if the taller man was about to hit him. Instead, Tom just smirked at his submissiveness and grabbed his beer off the table.

"Trust me, I've gotten more enthusiastic consent than you've ever seen," he laughed, taking a swig. "That's not what it means," John argued, "enthusiastic consent means seeking positive agreement to be intimate, instead of just asking for permission."

"So you're thinking about getting intimate with Miranda," Sarah interjected, her words pointed in just the way to get a reaction out of him. "N-no, no nonono,"John denied it, "I-I just wanted to make sure she was comfortable." As he spoke his chubby cheeks turned red as two ripe tomatoes, his eyes widening behind his glasses.
"You wanted to make her comfortable by discussing in front of everyone that you want to be intimate with her?" Sarah continued her prodding, fake disbelief filling her voice.

"No!" John almost yelled. "That's never what I meant, I'm just, I mean, I just wanted to be a gentleman, I-" Sarah almost couldn't believe how pathetic he was. All it had taken was a little teasing, and he already looked like he was on the verge of a breakdown. She was sure she could embarrass him so badly with just a few more words and some faux outrage that he'd leave herself and Miranda alone forever, only for her friend to speak up.

"Haha, it's fine, it's fine, I consent," Miranda laughed again, placating John who breathed a noticeable sigh of relief as he saw her smile. "It's just a jacket, it's not a big deal John," she added, moving her hands up to her garments lapels. With one hand at a time, she pushed the loose fitting jacket back, unveiling her flawless white shoulders. Miranda was never big on tanning, so her skin remained as white and unblemished as porcelain.

The sight of two slender shoulders was almost enough to make John's eyes bug out of his head, and Miranda had only just started stripping. Based on his reaction, Sarah began to think that she could get rid of him easier by just flashing him her tits and giving him a heart attack. Right now, however, he was so focused on Miranda that he probably wouldn't have noticed.

As she slid the jacket off her shoulders, she unveiled what lay beneath. A tank top, tucked tightly into her skinny jeans, pulling the white material nearly taut across her chest. Her 36C breasts strained against their confines, the outline of her bra visible through the flimsy material. The top was low cut too, made even lower by being tucked into her waistband, showing off the deep valley of cleavage between her 36C breasts.

That nerd John's jaw dropped at the sight, liked he'd never seen a girl's cleavage in person before. A dork like him had probably done plenty of "research", but no actual "field work." When Miranda shimmied the sleeves down her arms her soft breasts bounced slightly, and Sarah could have sworn she saw John start to drool. "So he's a pig and a geek," she thought, "what a winning combination."

At least he managed to **** his eyes away from her bouncy boobs by the time she looked up at him, meeting her eyes instead of being caught staring. They shared a moment of eye contact, during which it looked like John wanted to say something, but Tom beat him to it. "Damn girl, you're always hot as fuck," he stated bluntly, his eyes tracing shamelessly all over her freshly exposed chest. "Aww, you're sweet," she answered, smiling at him and patting his knee again.

"I also would like to see how beautiful you look, and how truly radiant you are," John muttered, wringing his hands again. "Oh, thanks," Miranda replied, pursing her lips and looking quickly away from him. "Err, could you pass me the hat, John?" She asked, changing the subject and extending a hand toward him. Of course, he acquiesced as quickly as he could, as if doing what he was told would get him with his crush.

Once Miranda had the hat, John finally returned to his seat, sharing a smile and a whisper with Nicole as he sat down as if he hadn't just made a fool of himself. Nicole even gave him an encouraging thumbs up like things were going well, whilst Miranda rooted around in the hat beside Tom. Sarah had no idea what Miranda would draw, or what she would do with it, but she hoped it would be something else to push the dweebs away.

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