<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>TRUTH, DARE, or SHOTS!</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/29/Arthur_nailor_portrait.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>John Smith<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Guest |Investor<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>~ 7:00 pm | August 3rd<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Poolside<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>white muscle shirt, black shorts, flipflops<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Thomas Malcolm<strong>also present:</strong>Javier Lobos, John Smith, Stephanie Landry<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>mild bisexual fantasies<hr/><br/>John had joined the group rather reluctantly. When it was offered, his first reaction had been to just pass, knowing how awkward and uneasy these kind of games had made him feel as a kid - and that was probably tame compared to what would await him in a game on such a hedonistic pleasure vacation... That he had signed up for it anyway, he tried to reason with his self-imposed therapy to just get out of his damn shell, although the real reason was a lot more down deep and animalistic in his desire to maybe get a chance to do things he'd never dare admit wanting to do.<br/><br/>So he wasn't surprised to realize he had dragged his feet long enough to join the group at the pool to be the last one taking a seat just as the cute, curvy gal he remembered from "the ship" opened up the game. Not surprisingly this group started out with a couple of bangs and as John slowly sipped away at the single malt he'd taken from the bar on his way to the game, he got to see his first set of bare boobs already and a witness the lap dance of one participants. John had to admit that the guy was doing a decent job and certainly had a body made for enticing the ladies...<br/><br/>When Thomas adressed him for the next turn, John felt the knot of social awkwardness tightening in his stomach and he knew if he'd have to perform a lapdance, he'd just role over and die... For a moment he looked around the group as if to draw out the answer to create a bit of suspense, but then as he noticed generally smiling faces, he faced biting the bullet when he had a stroke of insight. But just as he was about to answer, the curvey cutie next to him answered apparently having considered the challenge to go to her.<br/><br/>John gave a sigh of relief and quickly downed more of his whiskey, happy to just watch the show.