Ashley

Ashley loses the first round while John wins. Looking like the cat that ate the mouse, John smiles and looks at Ashley while trying to decide what to have her remove. He then tells her, "I want you to take off your shirt, Ashley. Give those puppies some air to breath." As he chuckles to himself. Ashley gives him a glare and stands up to remove her shirt. She starts to even dance a little to music that isn't playing while she slowly raises her shirt. She then stops with the shirt raised just below her breast and lowers the shirt. This causes some of the guys to groan as they clearly show disappointment.

She then smirks at him. "I’ll take a shot instead." John looks disappointed more so than the other guys, but grumbles, "Fine, go ahead and take a shot." With that, Ashley goes over to the table and quickly downs a shot of whisky. "Phew, that burns." She then puts the shot glass back down and comes back over to sit down. The other girls look a little relived at just being able to take shots and the guys seems to be pondering if they'll get to see titties after all. Either way the next hand is dealt.

This time the loser is Missy and the winner is Brad who looks over at Ashley before he decides what she should remove. "I’ll go easy on you this time. Take off your socks." Missy however seems a little disappointed, but takes off her socks without any comments. She then gets a mischievous grin on her face and throws the socks at John. They hit him right in the face before falling off into his lap. With a look of shock on John’s face, everyone laughs and eventually John does too. "Did you just try to kill me with these smelly things?" John laughs as he throws them back at Missy. She just however sticks her tongue out and sits back down.

Brad gets everyone's attention and the next hand is dealt. I just stare at my cards as I realize that I am the loser this time while Heather is just grinning ear to ear. "Let's see some man flesh!", She yells as she looks at me. "Take off your shirt. Let's get these guys naked!"