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Last night_(0)

One night I was at a staff party for a restaurant I worked at.
we drank the restaurant dry (there was an open bar, the owners knew we needed to blow off some steam) and afterwards we went to the owners son’s house.He had a wicked liquor cabinet, but I had been good, trying not to over drink or get drunk with a bunch of strangers around, until we played “truth, dare, spin the bottle or take a shot”.
I have yet to find a copy of that game, so im guessing it was custom..
It was a crazy game most of the time i chose truth, or take a shot, Those two options were the safest.
I cant remember much but for some reason I switched it up, and chose dare, they dared me to kiss this red headed bartender named Sara. She was hot in the way that made you instantly like her, she had this crazy confidence and charisma, in essence she was the kind of attractive that everyone wanted to be and so few people have the ego to pull off.
Instead of just a simple peck on the lips we full on made out, because one of the rules in the game was if you failed your turn, or rather failed to do what you were supposed to do, you had to take off clothes and most of the guys were in their underwear, so we were trying to make them uncomfortable.
We had been working together for a few months and gave each other these looks like you could tell what the other one was thinking and all i was thinking was how hot the room had gotten and she had something on her lips that tasted like cherries, but i didn’t know how because she was wearing lipstick.

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