She faces the consequences

Carol crossed her arms, “I’m not answering because I don’t know the answer.”

Kyle huffed in disappointment and Brent relaxed. Jess, who was now overtly suspicious, did not calm. Carol was obviously hiding something. She glanced at me. What do you know that I don’t?

I gave her a wink. This game wasn’t ending. She would find out more as it went on. I said to Carol, “Take a shot of the cheap vodka then take off a piece of clothing.”

She took the shot and gagged at the awfulness. She’s stood up. Barefoot. She couldn’t be wearing more than four articles of clothing. She had to choose: pants or top.

It was an easy choice for her: “I hate wearing pants anyway.” She lowered her shorts off her tan thick legs. A band of pink lace wrapped around her hip bones. A triangle of purple cotton hugged her pussy. That was definitely a thong. But she didn’t turn around and show off her ass, she just sat back down on her bare cheeks.

Jess said, “Thanks for showing your cameltoe to my boyfriend.”

Carol slid her hands between her legs to hide herself. She didn’t appreciate being slut shamed. It wasn’t hurt fault that Brent was always all over her.

I passed the die to Jordan who had stayed pretty quiet so far. She was about to enter the game with her roll.