Could you just remind me exactly how you play it?”Katy smiled to herself. He hadn’t a clue.“Well I give each person a dare to do or ask a quest...ion which they must answer truthfully. Of course the dares will be a little bit naughty and the truths will be a little bit embarrassing. That’s the fun of it. That’s what you enjoy so much”“What if you don’t tell the truth or don’t want to do the dare” asked Tracy, one of the other girls.“Oh, we can’t have that, can we Joey”“Oh no” said Joe, he felt. That is why I had quickly consigned him to the 'just friends' basket as soon as he seemed the least bit attracted to me. He was angry at first and asked me why. He did not like hearing that it was because he was too tall and not athletic enough. He called me shallow and narrow minded. I told him that I was sorry, but that I could not change what turned me on just by wishing. He seemed to accept that and we then became friends, I think mainly because I asked questions that intrigued him and I. To have cock and cum in me as often as possible was my goal. I began chanting my head my new mantra: I am a worthless whore. I deserve to be used. I live to serve. I am a faggot cumdump. I repeated these words and felt true bliss because I knew I was where I belonged.The next time I heard the door open it was multiple guys. I heard one of them laugh and say "Look at this faggot." The second man started laughing too and then asked how many loads I've taken. "Three" I said and I instantly felt a. Miranda had long straight very dark brown hair. It looked lighter in the current sunlight, but at other times it looked almost black.Nicole Neuhauser was a tall girl with a short blonde bob. She was very tall for a girl at nearly six foot and I stereotypically thought she would be better suited for the girls' basketball team. Like Crystal, Nicole didn't have any golfing experience. She just thought golf looked like something cool to do. At least all the girls came in with confidence. Nicole was.