Never Have I Ever

On the first night in our dorm, of course we decided that the best way to get to know each other was by drinking to lower our inhibitions and being peer-pressured into sharing our personal secrets. The upper-year students who were assigned to our flat to guide us through our first week advised us against it, but of course we didn't listen. Our flat consisted of our six rooms, arranged along three sides of a communal area, which featured a battered old sofa, a table and six chairs, and a kitchenette that would soon prove to be irritatingly small. We all gathered in this area, our drinks of choice in hand, and began to play.

It started off tame. "Never have I ever been to Disneyland" was the first question, and we did a couple of rounds like that. Until...

"This is boring!" Laura complained. "Let's make it more interesting," she added with a smirk.

It was my turn next, and I didn't want to disappoint the busty redhead. That smirk was kinda hot.