"Well, according to the rules, I have to pick Dare this time." He took another shot of vodka, trying to remember all the rules in place. "So lets see, there's the celebrity thing.... Mickie James, cowgirl." He thought for a moment before getting a sly grin. "and as for the clothing thing, I'm choosing myself again, and this time I want you to remove my pants for me, slowly." He pointed to allison. "I told you no more mister nice guy."