~*~ Louis (continued) ~*~
“Everyone, please take a seat and stay grouped with your team,” the game leader directs, beginning round two of the scavenger hunt. Harry, Louis, and Gemma make their way to the back of the room where Ella and Tyler have already pulled up chairs for them. Everyone settles down after finding seats, and the worker continues, “This round is for 16 and older only and will get very filthy by the end. If that makes you uncomfortable, you can opt out at this time. No harm. No foul. If you want to continue competing for the £5,000 prize and chose to stay, please be aware that you do not have to participate in every task. Do what feels right for you. There is no judgment either way. No photos or videos during this part of the game are allowed. Please put your phones under your seats and do not remove them unless you are instructed to do so. Anyone caught breaking this rule will be disqualified from the game and removed from the area immediately.”
Once everyone pulls out their phones and places them under their chairs as directed, the leader resumes, “One point will be added to each team for every completed task during this first round. Is everyone ready?” The room erupts in cheers. “Fantastic! Let’s begin. I need one person from each team to bring me a pink bra.”
Four heads turn to Ella. “Take it off,” Gemma demands, holding her hand out. Ella slips her arms into her shirt and pulls off her bra, handing it to her. Gemma tosses it to Harry who runs to the front, waving the pink lacy garment in the air above his head.
“One point to Harry’s team. Who else can bring me a pink bra? Come on, ladies. Don’t be shy. Take off those bras, and let your girls fly.” Two more teams rush to the stage, shaking pink bras in the air.
Harry returns to their group as the announcer calls out, “I need one person from each team to bring me a pair of red men’s boxer briefs.”
Louis stands and strips immediately, pulling off his boxers and throwing them to Harry. “Go.” He pulls his jeans back on as Harry runs to the front again, securing another point for their team.
“Next, I need to see a lady wearing men’s shoes.”
Harry toes off his shoes and hands them to Gemma who waddles to the front after donning them and earns them another point.
“Who here has a surgery scar? Come show me. Only one from each team needed,” the leader calls excitedly.
Tyler jumps up, runs to the front, and lifts his shirt showing the faint white line from his appendectomy two years ago.
“Okay, ladies. Pull out your lipstick. I want to see a man on your team wearing lipstick.”
Gemma opens her purse and pulls out her bright, red lipstick tube. She grabs Louis’ chin and swipes it across his mouth. “You’re good. Go.”
Louis runs to the front with five other guys wearing various shades on their mouths. Ella hands him a tissue to wipe it off when he returns. Louis takes the proffered tissue; but before he wipes it off, he places a loud smack to Harry’s cheek and watches Harry blush. Yes, dear God, yes. Harry blushing is a huge turn on. He wipes the lipstick off his lips as the announcer calls out, “I need to see a hidden piercing. Does anyone have a tongue piercing? Nipple piercing? Any other piercing hidden from view?”
The room goes completely silent and all heads turn to Louis. He stands and sticks out his tongue, then lifts his shirt acquiring his team another point and a choked sound from the announcer. Gathering his bearings, he continues, “Who has a black hair tie? I need to see a black hair tie.”
