He held in a light-hearted snicker at the mentioning of the no blood and no toilet play rules. It made him wonder what truth or dare games he had missed, not that he would have been interested in either of those categories. it was simply unusual hearing them out loud.<br/><br/>After Ariel chimed in with her selection of "truth" and it was apparent that Mike had not intended for it to be his turn, Marc shrugged.<br/><br/>"Tag out, Mike?" He mimicked a wrestling tag-out from across the gap between them. "I'll get us started? And since we already have a volunteer for truth..." He gave a glace to Ariel beside him.<br/><br/>He waited to see if anyone had objections to him starting them off. If none surfaced, he proceeded.  He tried to think of a truth that wasn't downright erotic, yet got the game started in the right direction. The one he settled on was certainly more on the naughty side than not, but he didn't want to have to hem and haw to think of another one.<br/><br/>"Ariel. Imagine you have the distinct honor of having one of your intimate techniques named after you. Forever after this sensual maneuver will be known as 'The Ariel', or something like that. What technique would they name after you, due to your brilliance at it or it's uniqueness?"<br/><br/>He took a sip, hoping no one would think that he had a one track mind....he<em>did</em>, but they didn't need to know that.<br/>