Morgan sat stunned at Mel's confession.  She'd been thinking about them...about her as she'd...  Once more a scarlet hue colored her cheeks, cursing her over active imagination as she began to picture the scene.  Mortified at the fact that the images didn't disgust her, Morgan reached for her glass, downing the champagne mix in one gulp.  The act leaving her coughing and choking.<br/><br/>Once she was finally able to calm the choking and catch her breath she looked to Mel with watery eyes, still fighting the result of the drink.  “Truth.”  She barely managed to gasp out the word.  No more dares for her.  She'd never considered herself a coward but...considering where the dares had led...