Undercover Heiress

Part Twenty

Chapter Twenty-Three: I kissed a cunt

After I drank a few Mike's and took more hits from the bong, everyone had gathered in the den.

Some people were cuddled on the couches and then there was a group of seven people sitting crisscross applesauce on the carpet like me.

Elise and Peter showed up not long after I was starting to feel foggy and buzzed, and yep you guessed it.

She was  a l l  over him.

"TRUTH OR DARE!" Henry announced, setting an empty Mike's in the middle of the circle.

I heard Elise snort from in the distance and mumble about how this game was 'childish' and that we were seniors.

You're never too old to play truth or dare.

"What was that?" Sydney asked me.

I furrowed my brows at her and then she told me how I had said my thought out loud.

"Elise is just bothering me," I told her, and then pinched the bridge of my nose.

I was getting a headache and just remembered I needed to change my tampon.

So I ended up rummaging through Henery's mom's cabinet even though she was going through menopause, but luckily for me, she had one stray tampon left.

Unlucky for me that it was a light flow and I needed heavy.

I shrugged and popped it in because it was better than leaking through my jeans, and I had already started to get small red spots on the crotch area.

When I came back into the den, Elise and Peter were suddenly joined in the circle and not looking happy about it.

I mouthed 'What happened,' to Sydney when I sat down next to her and she explained how Elise was being an annoying cunt and had them change the game to spin the bottle.

Either way, I'm getting dicked down tonight.

"Bailey, seriously I gotchu," Sydney giggled.

Fuck.

I had said my thoughts out loud again.

"Who's spinning first?" Henry asked.

Collin raised his hand and then spun the bottle landing on some red-haired chick dressed like a goth person.

I hoped she was a good kisser but by the time that thought occurred to me, I saw how sloppy he sucked her face.

It was so bad that when he pulled away, a string of saliva was actually dangling between them.

Gross.

Sydney snorted, covering her mouth as I internally gagged.

Or maybe that was the alcohol and weed talking.

The red-haired girl spun the bottle and it went like that until it was Elise's turn to spin.

Her manicured acrylics clicked against the glass and she twisted the bottle lightly, and I could tell she did that on purpose to get Peter.

B U T!

The bottle landed on me.

And I felt my heart race and noticed her eyes widen.

People 'Ooo'd and Sydney gasped, but the only person my eyes were focused on was the bitch directly across from me.

"Uh-uh I'm not kissing a slut, she probably has AIDS," Elise defended crossing her arms.