Don't Do It

T h i r t y - t w o : confession session

•Jake's POV•

Tiffany has just suggested that we play truth or dare. Jerry wants us to play it dirty (of course) and I'm not hyped up by any of this crap. I'd rather continue smoking my joint and drinking my beer. "Nah," I say, "I don't want to do that. You guys can knock yourselves out though."

I walk to the couch slowly since I'm high and a bit hungover, not wanting to trip and fall in their presence. Once I'm seated directly in front of the TV, I reach for the remote on the small table beside me and turn the TV on. There's a commercial playing advertising food, and this kind of makes me hungry since I last ate an hour ago. Plus, weed makes you hungry.

"Well, all those in favour of playing truth or dare, the filthy version," Tiffany throws a glance at Jerry, "follow me to the game room." Almost immediately after her words are spoken, everyone rushes to the designated area like cats after mice. Everyone except for Victoria.

Sitting right next to me, with a full glass of beer in her hands, she smiles. "So, I guess we're the only mature ones, huh?" she jokes.

I laugh, a little more than I'd like to. Maybe it's because I'm beginning to feel light-headed. Or I'm hallucinating. It's probably both. "Nice one, Tori."

She points a finger at the screen. "What are we watching here?" Taking a long sip from her glass, she suddenly burps out loud without meaning to. "Excuse me." she says quietly, blushing out of embarrassment. "That was never meant to happen."

I laugh again. "You're on fire, tonight. Love it!" I slap my knee, still laughing hysterically. I'm sure the others can hear me all the way from the game room, thinking I've gone insane. "Jake, calm down," Tori replies after laughing as well. She shakes her head. "It was just a burp."

"That was the highlight of my evening so far." I look at her with a beaming smile on my face, winking playfully. Tori rolls her eyes, continuing to drink her beer, smirking. I wonder what's going on in her head right now. I wonder if she'll tell me.

"You know, Jake," she begins, looking back and forth between me and the TV. A movie is now playing, which I failed to notice since I was laughing so hard. "The highlight of my evening was when we kissed on that Ferris Wheel."

This time, she stares at me for a while, wanting to see my reaction. At first I have no idea what she's rambling about. But then I gradually remember that evening we went to the fair, how Tori and I kissed and how I felt about it at the time. It felt great. I miss that feeling even though I won't admit it to her. "Oh, that kiss."

Her eyebrows arch. "What do you mean that kiss? You never liked it? Because it sure as hell seemed as though you did."

"Yeah, I liked it." I confirm, pressing my lips together in a bold and firm line.

Tori sets her glass on the table that's on her side of the couch. She remains silent whilst sliding over to my side, her eyes never leaving mine. I say nothing. I don't have to.

"So you wouldn't mind if it happened again?" she enquires softly, her voice as lustful as ever. "You wouldn't mind if I did this," she drapes her thigh over my right leg, "and started unfastening your shirt?"

And that's exactly what she does. Her hand goes to the top button, unfastening it, revealing my collarbone. She begins to leave a trail of soft kisses from my collarbone to my jaw causing me to let out a groan. She unfastens another button. And another. Until she perceives my bare chest and runs a hand over my abs. I know she shouldn't be doing this but I really don't care. She's fucking sexy.

I nearly lose my mind when she decides to sit on my lap, facing me, and this results in my dick getting a huge erection. I think that's what she was aiming for. What's worse, or rather what's even better, is that she's wearing a miniskirt and anyone can see she's also wearing a red thong.