When we got to the booth, a lady was already sitting on my seat so I had to sit else where — which was at the middle of two girls — for that was the only available space. The lady at my right gave me a big smile when I sat. She dropped her hands on my lap to my horror.Her hands caressed my laps, sliding up gently. I was alarmed as I pushed her hands off me. She frowned and turned away. I couldn't understand what was wrong with everyone in this building. They were all behaving like maniacs. I turned to stare at the strippers when I heard a girl say,
"Here is getting boring. Let's play a game."
"Nice idea! Truth or dare?" Another lady replied.
I turned and sank on my seat. Well, playing truth or dare shouldn't be a bad idea. I could remember playing the game in secondary school. People were dared crazy things such as licking the floor and many more.
I laughed at the memory as I watched the girl who brought the idea of truth and dare, spin the bottle at the middle of us. The bottle stopped at the guy who had earlier offered me a drink.
"Dare!" He said confidently.
I watched as he was dared to make out with the girl beside him. I nearly choked as I watched them kiss with ease. They didn't even stop until the rest stopped them. What kind of game was this? The guy whose name was David spun the bottle and it landed on a girl.
She chose to be dared and so was asked to give the guy beside her a blow job. My jaws dropped as I watched the lady stand up without giving an excuse.
This was not the same game I played in secondary school. I closed my eyes as I couldn't watch such rubbish. The rest were laughing and cheering and I wondered what was amusing. The bottle was spun again and then it landed on me.
My eyes nearly bulged out from their socket. I deliberated on what to choose. Choosing dare meant be dared to do something crazy; it could even be to the horny lady beside me but then, no one had chosen truth. I decided to be a revolutionary; an element of change.
"Truth." I blurted out.
"I know that is what you will choose." A guy commented and everyone laughed. I ignored their laughter and concentrated on the lady who was to ask me a question.
"Have you ever had a one night stand before?" She asked and this aroused another round of laughter. It seemed like I was their clown.
"What makes all of you so confident about yourself?" I was already getting angry so I blurted out before I could think. Their laughter were getting to me.
"Yes, I haven't had a one night stand neither have I had sex before. So what? Does having sex and one night stand make you a star? Does it make you influential or wealthy? Since it doesn't, I won't waste my precious time on it. You people laugh at everything when in reality, I should be the one laughing at you for all I see are goons with no future." I spat as I stood up and turned to go.
However, I was held back by some group of guys. One grabbed me by my collar.
"What did you just say?" He breathed. His face was so close to mine and I could perceive the alcohol in his breath. His breath was making me nauseous.
"Hey, hey, hey." I heard Tony say. "Let it go man. He didn't mean to say that."
"Where did you get this prude of a roommate wey de form holy holy?" David asked but Tony ignored him.
"Abeg, abeg. Bro Jo, you no say I b ur guy. Abeg, leave am." Tony tried to pacify the guy holding me by the collar.
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A Stranger I Met ✔
General FictionIt had never been like this for Daniel Jones. In fact, it had always been smooth and rosy, but everything changed when a mysterious stranger appeared. ☆ Daniel's first time in a club - and definitely his last( so he thought) - is with his lousy...