Who are you thinking am going to do it with? Me and you of course. Come on let's play. "She said". Let it not turn to another thing. Um, okay, sure," I said, "but what do we do if one of us refuses to answer truth, or do a dare?"
"Then," vicky smiled, "a different truth or dare is given, and that one has to be done, no matter what."
"Ok Deal," I said.
"Truth or Dare?" she asked smiling.
"Truth," I said starring at her to know what she will ask.
"What's your honest opinion of those pics you saw, of me?" She gave me a look of pure curiosity, which only made me laugh a little.
"They were very hot," I said. "Truth or Dare?"
"Truth," she said, smiling at my comment.
"Is it just me, or are you not wearing panties?" I said, more to tease her about it, than I was curious.
"Yeah, I'm not," she said. "Actually, I'm surprised you noticed. Truth or Dare?"
"Dare," I said.
"I dare you to take off your shirt," she said.
"Pft! Easy, and really lame, if I may say so," I said as I removed my shirt. It wasn't as if that was remotely risque to me, and I probably would've done it at some point anyway, given how hot it was.
She looked at me like she was checking me out for a minute, before I interrupted her by asking her which one she chose; Truth or Dare.
"Dare," she said.
"I dare you to wear my shirt," I said.
She gaped her mouth open and let out a 'Ha!', clearly surprised at my request. Instead of telling her to remove bra or to do something naughty, am saying she should wear cloth.
"Wow, you're not pulling any punches, are you?" she said as she wore the shirt. "Game on, bro. Truth or Dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to kiss me," she said. "And I don't mean a brotherly kiss, I mean a passionate, fuck-me-right-now type kiss, full tongue, right here and now."
I knew she was serious, and I also knew how she played the game. If I didn't do it, she'd just come up with something even more serious or embarrassing. But seeing her in only her shorts, knowing she wasn't wearing any panties culminated to a feeling that I felt ashamed to accept at the time; I was attracted to her.
She scooted closer to me again, until we were close enough for the kiss. I was nervous, and it showed, but she was calm, even slightly eager, to some extent.
"The neighbors... what if they see us?" I asked her.
"What if they do?" she smiled.
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