Page 55 of Single Girl Rules: Auctioned

It would be bad to lose three dares too… I was pretty sureher rationale had to do with how much banana juice she’d had.

“Excellent choice,” said Poker. “For teams, we’ll do a schoolyardpick. You choose first, Autumn.”

“I want her,” she said, pointing to Slavanka. “She seems likeshe’s down for anything.”

“Yes, yes,” said Slavanka. She went to stand by Autumn.

“For me there’s really only one choice after seeing thatdeepthroat competition,” said Chloe. “I’m gonna take our bachelorette party MC,Charlotte.”

Good choice.Well, kind of. It was a good choicebecause I was amazing at everything and down to do whatever dare they mightthrow at me. But also a bad choice because I kind of wanted the bride to loseand get double teamed…

Autumn picked Sloane next, and then it was Chloe’s turn topick again.

“Pick Ashniqua,” I said.

Chloe looked at me like I was crazy. “The timid ginger whowanted to play trivial pursuit?”

“That was before she drank banana juice. Now that she’s hadsome shots, she’s a freak.”

“If you say so…” Chloe pointed to Ash, and then Autumn roundedout her team with one of the other bridesmaids. I didn’t know her name, but she’dbeen cheering pretty enthusiastically all night whenever a bridesmaid didsomething naughty.

Poker nodded. “Okay, the teams are locked in.”

Autumn’s team needed four people because they had four daresto complete. And we only needed three for three dares.

Poker walked over to a storage closet and wheeled out a big boardof dares.

“What the hell is that?” asked Sarge.

“My dare board.”

“I can see that, you fucking doughnut. I meantwhywasit in that storage closet?”

Poker shrugged. “I figured we’d need it for a bacheloretteparty at some point. And it looks like I was right.” He turned to Chloe. “You’rethe attacking team, so you choose the first dare.”

I scanned the list. Poker was a pro at what he did, so I knewthat the names would give little hints about what the dare might be, but noneof them were obvious.

Like…what was the John Hancock dare? Was a girl gonna have torecite the declaration of independence before a stripper could make her come? Ormaybe the John referred to a guy who hired prostitutes and whoever did it wasgonna have to go ask a stranger to pay her for a handjob. There could also be asignature involved…

And what was the Queen’s Throne dare? It had to involve face-sitting,right?

“Let’s see them do the Pretzel Dip,” said Chloe.

Poker nodded and turned to Autumn. “Okay, defending team. Whoon your team would like to try the Pretzel Dip dare?”

“I do it,” said Slavanka.

Poker grabbed the envelope labeled Pretzel Dip and handed itto Slavanka.

She opened it and read, “Act out your favorite sex positionwith the stripper you’d most like to fuck.”

Oooh. This should be good.I didn’t know what positionshe was going to choose, but I had a feeling it was going to be way weirderthan the pretzel dip, which of course was just doing a headstand, crossing yourlegs Indian style, and then having a guy dip his cock into you.

Slavanka walked over to Sarge, grabbed his cock, and led himto be right in front of the board.

“I need fake mustache,” she said.

“Like a twirly one?” asked Poker.

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