Truth or Dare

Tim resurfaces and immediately thrusts his head backward. The strident thwack of his six-inch long hair is a bold declaration of his triumph over inhibition and self-consciousness, the water sort of being like fireworks popping around his relatively handsome, bluish face. He’s a conqueror of all mankind’s greatest fear: a cold, wet penis.

"Vince," he says, like he'd been baptized. "I got a dare for you, man."

"What's that," I say, with a cool smile. "What is it?"

"I dare you to go down on Lauren."

"What?" I say. "That's crazy."

"C’mon," Tim says, confidently smiling. He elevates his open hand while it faces toward Lauren. "Sushi style. Do it. You've got to do that . . . for Lauren, Tonya, you, and myself . . . and do it for epic games of Truth or Dare occurring everywhere."





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