Sam.

The bottle twirled, slowed, and came to a halt pointing directly at the very girl who had spun it - Samantha herself.

"Cheater," Eric said, nudging her sister with an elbow.

"Hey, if I could do that on purpose, don't you think I would have won a lot more often while we were growing up?" Sam returned. "All right, Cathy. Pucker up and get ready to taste my lips."

"Don't I get a say in this?" Cathy asked, holding up her hands and backing away slightly.

Sam shook her head. "Nada."

"Wait," Eric said. "Maybe we're going too far. I mean, I feel really badly about Allison."

"Don't worry about it," Allison said. "It's not like I hated it. Come on, Cathy, try it. It's not so bad."

"Couldn't I at least choose my own kissing partner?" Cathy asked nervously.

"Are you saying there's something wrong with me?"

"No, I -"

"You know," Sam said with a raised eyebrow, "Just for that, I'm upping the stakes." She reached down with both hands and pulled her clingy knit sweater over her head, revealing a satin demi-cup bra shelving a pair of round, firm breasts that were only slightly smaller than Cathy's. Then, she reached around behind her back and unclasped the bra, letting it fall to the floor with her sweater.

Suki's eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"Sam, you total slut," Eric chided.

"Get over here, blondie," Sam said to Cathy, beckoning with one finger.

"You're crazy," Cathy said.

In response, Sam unbuttoned her tight blue jeans and stretched them down over her hips, leaving her white satin panties on. The jeans joined the rest of her clothes on the floor.

Cathy took a deep breath. "Look, can't we just -"

"Somebody grab her before my shameless sister has to go all the way," Eric said.

Anita responded first, jumping up and grabbing Cathy by one arm. Led by the sound, Jo followed and with surprising speed and accuracy grabbed onto Cathy's other arm, holding her tightly.

"Hey!" Cathy shouted, struggling against her captors.

"Now Cathy, I'm starting to think you don't like me," Sam said teasingly as she approached. "But to show you I'm a good sport, I'll give you a choice right now. You can get out of this, and I'll never try to kiss you again."

"What's the catch?" Cathy asked.

"Just that. I'll never try to kiss you again."

"That's a catch?"

Sam smiled. "I think that you're putting up a fight because you don't want to admit that you want me to, Cathy. Do you really want to go through the rest of the year, and the rest of your life, wondering what you missed out on? Come on, you know you want to. Stop making such a fuss and just do it."

Cathy didn't speak.

"You have five seconds to say no," Sam said as she came even closer.

Cathy stood there.

"One," Sam said as she stepped directly in front of her target.

"Two." She put her arms around Cathy's neck.

"Three." She moved very close, pressing her naked breasts gently into Cathy's body.

"Four." She closed her eyes and moved in with slightly parted lips.

"Five..."

Their mouths touched. Sam pulled Cathy even closer as their lips sealed together, and Cathy made no move to struggle away. As her arms relaxed, Anita and Jo released their hold, and Cathy returned Sam's embrace.