"Oh, man!" wailed Cathy, "I wish you hadn't said that. You've been so good to me today and I only wanted to ask you a few personal probing questions. Now I've got to think up a really nasty dare for you!"
"It could be a nice dare," smiled Anita.
"No," said Cathy solemnly, "no, its got to be a nasty dare. Its a matter of principal."
The American paused for a moment, took another swig of her spiked punch and said:
"OK. I've got one. You must take off all your clothes and run round the garden naked."
"But its freezing out there!"
"You can wear a scarf," Cathy conceded.
"I'll get one," said Jo; and with practised ease, she got up and strode confidently across the hallway to her room.
Anita began to slip off her trainers and socks, slightly self consciously. Then she undid the ties at the back of her diamond halter top. The small item of material fell off and her small bare breasts were revealed. As Anita slid her short skirt down her legs she became aware of the fascinated stares of the other 5 girls and she began to wish she had worn something other than a lacey thong to a girlie night.
Nervously, Anita sat with her arms folded across her breasts, hoping that Jo would return with the scarf. She hadn't appreciated that stripping off in front of the others would attract so much attention. After all, she had nothing that they didn't have.
With that, Jo arrived, carrying a long woolly scarf.
"Are you ready for this now?"
"Yes!" Anita called quickly, "Over here!"
Jo wrapped the scarf around her. At least, Anita reflected, the blind girl couldn't stare and... Anita jumped momentarily. Did Jo just cop a feel there? Surely not! Jo's impassive face revealed nothing.
Anita wrapped a little bit of the scarf around her neck, then triumphantly, she wrapped a great long swathe of it around her breasts.
"You still have to take your knickers off," Erica reminded her.
Wordlessly, Anita dropped her panties to the floor and tucked the tail end of the scarf between her legs - but not before the girls spotted the little metal ring glinting in her nether regions.
"Hey," inquired Allison, "was that what I thought it was?"
"That's a Truth question," smiled Anita, "you'll have to ask me later."
"Are you ready for your run?" asked Cathy.
"Guess so," responded Anita. With that, she made sure the scarf was between her legs, then she got up and ran out of the door.
The girls chased after her as far as the front porch, then as Anita's almost naked form disappeared round the side of the building, they darted back into the common room to look out of the back window.
From Anita's point of view it was mercifully dark. It was however bloody cold. She ran quickly down the side of the building then slowed. She could here sounds coming from the small bridge at the edge of the grounds - other students using the place as a shortcut no doubt.
Anita steeled herself. It was dark and they were sufficiently far away that she could probably run across the back of the house and not be seen.
Holding the scarf tight, Anita sprinted across the grass. Glancing up, she saw the girls peering out of the common room window. Then suddenly she was blinded by a dazzling light. For a moment, she froze, like a rabbit caught in headlights, trying to work out what was happening.
Then she realised with horror, that she had run into the path of a motion sensor that was now floodlighting the whole garden and exposing her nudity to the world!
A cheer went up from the footbridge and Anita began running like she had never run before to get out of the glare of the beam. She ran so fast, she let the scarf slip through her fingers. She rounded the corner of the building, her breasts jiggling as she went. Then round the next corner and in through the big double front door. Once in, she locked and barred the door and ran into the common room, where the other girls were rolling round in fits of giggles.
Anita flopped naked into a chair, not caring who saw her now and breathlessly gasped out:
"Right... Allison... Truth or... Dare?" |