Both Shyam and Deepti looked at me and asked “what game ?”I said them the game and rules are “we should roll the bottle and who ever bottle head... is pointing have to dance for any song. It was accepted by all and we started to roll the bottle and we all danced one after other. My wife got caught twice and she danced shaking all his asset.Shyam was enjoying and now he is not bothering to stare openly at my wife’s boobs and ass. He is not afraid now. Then I said the 2nd rule “the person who roll. " Please, Mike. Don't say that. I feel a powerful urge to help her. I don't know why, and I sure can't say it's all that smart, or even that it's my part to get involved in this, but something mighty strong is pulling me to help her."Mike smiled inwardly. He remembered himself as a young man. He too had been foolishly moved to get involved, and look where it had led him!"Follow your instincts, but be careful. Move slowly, softly, and be careful not to stir her awareness or touch any feelings. ‘Nope. She knows I’m here. She’s alert. She’ll witch-time around the shot, no problem. And I’ll be in trouble again. Or will I be in trouble for not trying to stop her?’Jeanne abandoned her rifle, grabbed her binoculars and walked in a low crouch to the other side of her sniper nest. She could see the Umbra caravan in the distance. They’d be here soon, but not soon enough.“Shit...”She tossed the binoculars aside, grabbed her gun belt and quickly strapped it on. Without another thought, she drew. Aaron, for his part had his arms around Dee's upper body, but had not tried to grope her naked body or caress it yet. He still stole little glances at Andi, his roommate from last week's Rush Week initiation into this strange society and its equally strange lifestyle.Andi sighed and thought once again, 'I hope Aaron is not carrying a torch for me, or even an LED for that matter. None of us is supposed to get caught up in emotional one-on-one attachments with our fellow Pledges. That's easy for.