The others thought the pictures were fairly good, but Sonya was ever the self doubter. She placed them down on a kitchen counter and went into the fridge to fetch herself a beer. A glass bottle which she desperately wanted to add its contents to her vodka soaked brain. She pulled the cap off with a bottle opener and then tipped the drink back, nearly inhaling a few large gulps. Sonya then pondered the fact that she had a dare or truth to ask, as Abby said it was her turn. She cursed in her mind, the sight of another photo shoot just reminder her of those pictures poor quality. In her mind they mocked her almost. But she turned her focus to the display on hand, Suzu and Amy.<br/><br/>Sonya seemed to get hypnotized by it, she sort of forgot to note that she was sucking on the opening neck of the bottle. Maybe it was her reaction to being incredibly horny, or just being buzzed. My kingdom for a room alone to handle this, a little pocket rocket might help too. She was still wet from the closet. Dare? Truth? What should I ask for? Who should I ask? God, it was just a little pretend photo shoot, she was acting anyway. Right? Sonya shook her head slightly. But still thought, what if they asked dare?<br/><br/>Gahhh, Dare Abby to get me a dildo... or fuck me with... wait that first one isn't a dare and the second one is way to much. Maybe one of the... herms? Is that what they are called? Maybe Kate, Dare her to fix this... no wait, that would feel weird? Wouldn't it? It is kind of like a guy. Then again Abby, Amy, Suzu, gah. Shut up mind! Maybe they will just say truth and we can just talk and I can freaking calm down? All were valid thoughts in Sonya's mind as she leaned over the kitchen island. Beer bottle in hand, bent slightly over and back arched.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>