Chapter #3Jessie's trap by: Apollo   Several robes are tossed into the center of the room in a seeming contradiction to Jessie's choice of games. While eventually needing props was almost guaranteed, very few people would prepare the tools for Truth and Dare beforehand to this grand an amount, especially for something as random as these robes. The gorgeous satin garments seem brand new, complete with a few creases from the tight folding for packaging and shipping. Everyone knew Jessie came from money, so finding such clothes in her possession and discarded on the ground wouldn't be surprising, but these were thrown out with the game announcement and there was a very large number of them.
The slight misunderstanding of the robes was amplified into total confusion with Jessie's next words.
"Everyone strip naked and put on a robe."
Jaws began reaching for the floor, due both to the words and actions of Jessie. As if it wasn't enough to say it, the command was punctuated by Jessie sliding out of her babydoll before hooking her thumbs into her boyshorts. It didn't occur to her that everybody else has only been moving their eyes to watch her until she was belting her robe.
"Jessie," someone finally spoke up, "why do we need to change to play Truth or Dare?"
Jessie looks around, the confusion on every face quickly making its way to her own. "Haven't any of you ever played Truth or Dare before? There's always that one wuss who tries to back out of the challenge. There has to be a penalty involved to make backing out hard, and this is mine. We lock our clothes in my bedroom at the start of the game, and anyone who backs out and leaves the game doesn't get her clothes back at the end."
Most of the partygoers began chuckling and awing over the penalty. Even Yuki was in high spirits, also finding it to be pretty fun. Then again, she has no intention of backing out and had been seen bare by a number of these girls before and after gym class. And if the game got more intense than she expected, going home was hardly a bad option. Yuki was just down the street a bit, and she'd still have a robe, real covering superior in every way to the towels the more reserved girls would hide behind while changing in the locker rooms.
In fact, the only girl who isn't involved in the teasing is Layla, a platinum blonde Yuki rarely saw outside Calculus. For some reason, Layla always seems grumpy when she sees Yuki, and refused to talk about why. It could have been about anything though, since they were about equal in both brains, looks, and sociability. Or maybe there was no reason, and Layla just decided she didn't like Yuki. Regardless, the facts are she and Yuki aren't on the best of terms, and it's not her being a party pooper responsible for this outsider behavior. She may not have been revelling in the punishment, but she had gotten changed with everyone else.
"Layla," Jessie whispers while nodding out into the hall. The two step out while the rest prepare to stash their clothes. Jessie continues, "I saw the look on your face, and you being a brain and all I think I know why you weren't excited: the penalty doesn't seem fair to those who live farther away, and nonexistent for me. Since the distance you'd walk is right about in the middle of the range, I figure I can tell you the surprise, if you agree not to blab." Layla nodded, an intrigued look in her eyes. Jessie concludes, "The quitters are all going to walk home together. First they go to the house of the person who lives farthest away, and then they progressively move in closer to my house. If I quit, I'm still walking around with the rest of the quitters, and living closer is in fact a penalty. I'm keeping it a secret because I wanted to punish the girls who get smug and wimp out more easily because they live close and push the girls who live farther."
Layla stifled a laugh at the penalty Jessie prepared, not wanting to get anyone curious and spoil it. Fortunately, nobody even noticed they stepped out. Jessie promptly locks all their clothes in her bedroom, leaving them alone with only thin robes that barely covered any of them. They barely wrap around the girls and left a V opening at the top that stopped just above their belly buttons. The bottom of them barely reached passed their behinds, maybe there's three inches of cloth below their cheeks. They all quickly learned they were going to need to be careful while getting down, and would need to cross their legs in some way to hide their snatches.
With the girls seated in the den again, Jessie said, "Since the game's rules are self explanatory, let's get started. And since it's my party, I'll..."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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