You can just… dare something really out there and obnoxious so that you can win. ‘Bang on the door of another hotel room,’ or reality ‘strip naked,’ or ‘lick your phone battery.’ ” “Hey, not all of those are that bad,” Kelly defended playfully. “All of those are, in fact, bad,” Stephanie refuted, turning pale. “W-we could vote on the dares? If it’s--” “Yeah okay, li’l miss democracy,” Kelly rolled her eyes. “Voting’ll just fix everything in your book, huh? Don’t go trying to mediate for us if real you don’t even have your own opinion to stand by, it doesn’t--” “Don’t say that to her,” Brian admonished. “Go on, Steph.” “N-no, it’s just, ah, well, with three of us there can be no ties in a vote. If a dare between two players is too unfai--, uh, too unreasonable, the third player can be impartial, or at least, can be the deciding vote to reject or allow the dare.” “That homemade makes sense,” Brian said, nodding. “I guess we could do that…” “Okay, we can definitely do that,” Kelly agreed, brightening. “I’ve got this app on my phone that gives random truth or dares. There’s even some sexy ones mixed in, but I mean, you could get anything, so it’s fair that way. How ‘bout it? Steph Fucking and I both wanna play, you’re not gonna sulk off by yourself in the corner now, are ya?” “Well…” he glanced at the clock on the nightstand thoughtfully. It was just after eleven o’clock. Hell, why not? “Alright, fine, I’ll play ‘til around… midnight or so. If no one’s won by then, I’m passing out over there on the floor. But on one condition.” “What’s the condition?” Kelly pouted. “We don’t use some random question app,” Brian said. “Truth or dare’s a personal game… kinda like a psychological battle. You have to fuck be able to read your opponent, know what you can convince them to do or reveal, and also what pushes too far. You’ve gotta find these perfect questions, and then have the guts to ask them, ‘cause what you ask and dare also reveals a lot about you, you’re putting your desires out there in the open.” In amateur actuality, Brian had played frequently with his friends from high school. They had pitted the authority of peer pressure against each other to test their individual inhibitions and tolerance for social humiliation. They learned a lot about each other and even more about themselves through these games; Brian found himself on the conservative side, less willing to put other players in embarrassing situations. Emily, on the other hand, had discovered within herself an enormous capacity for dares, but found herself absolutely terrified by truth questions. “The Teeth has a history of damaging women. I ordered the guards to escort the witnesses out of the execution chamber and went off to the chow hall for breakfast. “Mmmm.” Cindy sighs. Ronda hugged him and kissed him, causing him to be totally surprised. You’re going to do what I say. Her mouth was dry and her hand was a bit dry also. “He’s been super nice to me ever since, real tells me to go home early, buys me lunch.” Chelsea said fuck shrugging. Alison's copper hair hang loosely around her shoulders, and she seemed to be doing most of the talking. “Hello Agent, why are you giving me homemade a amateur phone call? “BJ what did you do before selling Mercedes?” I ask. She could barely see an arm on each side of her head. "I like it." She got me hard quickly, then crawled back up to straddle my hips. My nipples ached and throbbed. Soon I got up to Fucking clean myself up. "Let’s see if you are full of it or you can really perform. You're going to take it in your cunt and your shit hole. I can still smell Issy. “Eric, what happened? Finally, there was the darker brown patch of hair, just above her pussy. (He is awake, Father) “Ah, hello Ashley. reality