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Truth or Dare Conclusion
Each week, Liz, Jen and I would get together for another round. The problem was that the game was becoming less of a game and more of a straight-up fuck-fest. No sooner had we all gotten alone that our clothes would get ripped off (if we’d even get that far) and we’d go at it wherever we were. I had no complaints, mind you. We were doing it everywhere. We’d done it in the shower (see part 1), in a club (see part 2), on Liz’s couch while her parents were home and in the next room, on a...