Truth or Dare. In adolescence, it was a way to sneak that first kiss with Becky with the good hair. Later on, Truth or Dare became a pretty glorious drinking game in college because the possibilities were endless. Friend dared his girlfriend to make out with another chick. She did. She likes it.
Totally Nude in Public BY: Melinda's Mistress I have been having correspondence with another person who enjoys exhibiting, and we have been exchanging dares. The following is of my first dare. The dare was to go into a gas station or convenience store wearing only a T-shirt long not quite long enough to cover my fanny. Once in the shop, I was to ask to use the restroom. If asked why I was dressed as I was, I was to say that this was a dare and I was a sex slave. After some confusion and additional questions to my dare partner, I was also set to included my friend Melinda as Mistress.
She grasps the neck of a Bacardi Limon. She hoists the bottle above the pool's surface, as she wades in the six-feet-deep water, repeatedly pushing her right arm out to stay afloat. Her eyelids flutter — after she guzzles a few shots worth of liquor — and she continues to use her left arm for sustaining the Bacardi in air. Next she leers at Tonya, whom is vastly more coherent and nearly sober after drinking a can of Bud Ice. Tonya drank a shot or two of Raspberry Vodka, as well, which has barely loosened her up.
Below is a collection of stories from people whose games of Truth or Dare went off the rails and got out of control. VladimirsPoutine: I think my most exciting game of truth or dare was cut down in its prime when a guy dared his girlfriend to flash everyone and then broke down crying because now everyone had seen her bikini zone and he no longer felt special. Nepherenia: At my first job, back when I was a teenager, about 6 of us were playing this mid-shift. He says yes. After the conference was over, we got to chatting with a group of girls from the town.