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COUPLES SWAP: TRUTH OR DARE 3 “Next dare,” Javier announced, voice rough with lust. Lips still glistening and dripping of his saliva and my cum. “Marcus…. I dare you to dry hump Diego. Clothes on first, then skin to skin. No penetration.”

Nothing new. Cara Nieman was dared to pole dance. Patricia Coleman was dared to give Andrew Sanders a lap dance to Rihanna’s Work. Kate Olives was dared to tongue kiss a girl of her choice and she picked Zara Beige, the cow. Brie Davidson was dared to strip off five things from her body, for someone who wore nothing but a black flimsy see-through mini dress, you can probably guess how that went down. My sister, Summer was dared to imitate having sex with a boy of her choice and she chose Collins. Zachary rejected all of his dares with the label that “he had a fiancé” hence, he drank a shot of whiskey instead. A sweet gentleman he was, and he remained so until his end.

Diana added " Ok then, I dare you" Mitchell suddenly said as an idea came to her head "Nope.Im not taking any dares from you since I already know it's going to be a train wreck" Diana justified herself " You didn't even listen to my dare" Mitchell complained as they were setting the table "Just to make you happy, let me hear it" Diana said " Finally, I dare you to get to know this guy, if he's a playboy or not" Mitchell told her

she said and winked. Wait, what? She's willing to cover one dare cost for me? That's ten thousand dollars. I felt embarrassed, but before I could say anything, she returned to kissing the guy. "For the first dare, come on stage Daniel Mendez!" I heard the host say, and the people in the bar cheered as the guy made his way to the mini stage. "For ten thousand dollars, jerk off in front of the people until you cum!" Loud screams from the almost drunk people filled the air with excitement, and the lights turned red to create the ambiance they needed for the dare. I froze. Was this the kind of dare we had to do? I never expected this.

“Okay, Melissa. Truth or dare?” Melissa grinned back, unfazed. “Dare.” Amber nodded, rubbing her hands together. “I dare you to do a one-minute strip tease for me,” Amber said, her voice dripping with mischief. Melissa's eyes widened in shock. “Are you serious?!” she exclaimed. “Hey, a dare's a dare,” Amber replied, shrugging. “Unless you're chickening out.” Melissa rolled her eyes, but there was a smile playing on her lips. “Fine. But you better be ready to return the favor.”

The day after I proposed to my fiancée, she sent me a message out of nowhere saying it was over. I called her over and over, frantic, but she hung up every time. I sent message after message, and she read every one without replying. I even went looking for her, but she was nowhere to be found. It was not until I collapsed onto the couch, completely drained and white as a sheet, that I finally saw a new social media post from her childhood friend. [Only Ellery would actually go through with it. She drew the dare to dump her fiancé cold—no explanation, nothing—and she really did it. Absolute legend!] I read it, then replied to her message: [Got it.]

Seeing Lea's doubtful look, Daniel continued, "Oh, maybe you don't know, but in Amanda's company, I'm just a small shareholder. But in my own company, Maxima Corps, I'm the owner. You know, right?" "That's not what I meant. I don't like your company's system of hiring a department head just because you like the person," Lea sarcastically retorted. ***

“Dare.” “I dare you to take a body shot off of Monroe.” Cade gives him a look I can’t decipher and then looks to me as though he’s asking my permission. I just nod my head once. I get up, roll down the top of my skirt so that my belly button is exposed and lie down on the ground. When he kneels down beside me I feel my heart rate go up a notch.

She stormed over and snatched a phone from one of the rich brats nearby. "Pay for this? I'll show you what payback really looks like!" Her fingers flew across the screen. In seconds, the obscene videos they'd just filmed—and the screenshots of my father's stolen manuscripts being sold—were all online, wrapped in carefully fabricated captions. 'Renowned scholar Benjamin Ward exposed as a thief—his own son kneels to confess for money.' "Lucen," she spat, "you forced me to do this!" I thrashed against the ropes, desperate to stop her, but they pinned me down again.

Alaric was shaking violently as he lifted his chin, fixing his bloodshot eyes at me in a menacing glower. "Well-played, Elena." He bit out hoarsely, "I can't believe you'd resort to such despicable means to ruin me! Did you look into my time at Franston? Stalk me, perhaps? You even went the extra mile to fabricate these just to destroy my reputation!" Taking a step forward, Alaric pointed at the screen and raised his voice. "We've been dating for five years, and this is the level of trust you have in me? You'd sooner believe these pictures and medical records from God-knows-where than hear my explanation?