Author's Note: I know this would never happen on the show, but a girl can dream, can't she? Also, thanks to Matt for letting me use his nickname.

Chapter 3: Beer, Porn, and Pizza

It was 7:30 and we were all on our way to Jackie's. This better be good. I'm wasting a perfectly good Saturday night on a girlie sleep over. I'll be spending the whole night, locked up in a mansion with Jackie, who will be prancing around wearing her skimpy pajamas. Why am I complaining again?

"All right, we're here, guys," Forman announced, parking the car in front of her house.

"Yes! A whole night alone with Jackie. Maybe she will finally sex my monkey," Fez squealed.

"No way, Fez. Me and Jackie made plans to do it tonight," Kelso said.

"Didn't she say no to you?" I asked my dumbass friend.

"Yeah, but when chicks say no, they really mean yes."

"Kelso, you're an idiot. God, am I the only one here that isn't in love with Jackie!" Forman yelled, as we got out of the car.

"No, no. Hyde hates her too," Fez explained.

"Or so he says," Forman muttered. But, only I heard him. Forman is becoming a real smartass these days. I'm proud of him. But, if he doesn't keep his mouth shut, I'll have to pound him.

We walked up to her front door, and Fez knocked on it. Jackie opened it and greeted us. "You're finally here. What the hell took you so long?" she said in her normal bossy tone.

"It's Hyde's fault. He took forever getting ready. It took him half an hour to comb his huge afro," Kelso explained. I socked him in the arm. "Ow, man. That hurts."

"Wow, Steven. You came," she said sweetly. Her face seemed to soften when she looked at me.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," I said, dully. Can't sound too excited. She was giving me this goofy smile. I could feel my cheeks getting red. Jesus Christ, I'm blushing! I really am turning into Forman!

"Hey Jackie, I came too you know," Kelso told her.

"Yeah, whatever," She said, lamely. She let us inside. Man, I forgot how huge her house was. So, this is how the other half lives. Fancy chandeliers, art on the walls… napkins.

We all walked into the kitchen where Donna was stuffing her face with potato chips. "Hey look. Jackie got porn and beer!" Forman said, excitedly.

"Wow, beer and porn. You're the best host ever, Jackie," Fez said, hugging her.

"I aim to please," the pixie said.

Forman picked up the porno and started flipping through it. "Hey guys, check this girl out. She has the biggest…" Forman began but Donna's glare seemed to shut him up. "But, I don't need this," he said, dropping the magazine on the counter, "I got my lady right here." He put his arm around her and gave her a quick kiss. Sometimes, they sicken me.

"So, what are we doing, Jackie?" I asked her.

"Well, we're going to play a little game until our pizza gets here."

"Wait. You ordered pizza? No fancy, French dinner? I'm shocked, Jackie." I said, sarcastically.

"No. The last time I had a formal party, my house was set on fire." We all turned and stared at Kelso.

"I said I was sorry!" he yelled, waving his arms everywhere.

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We were all waiting in the living room while Jackie and Donna were getting something from upstairs. They came back down holding some paper and a top hat. "What the hell are we going to play?" Forman asked, snatching the top hat from Jackie.

"Well, it's a game I played at cheerleading camp. It's kinda like Truth or Dare, but with a little twist," Jackie explained.

"This is how you play. First, everyone writes their name on the little pieces of paper. Then, you put them in the hat. Then, we pass the hat around and pick up a name. Whoever it is, you have to tell a secret about them. If you don't want that certain person telling a secret about you, then they'll give you a dare to do," Donna told us.

"So, any promises you made with anyone about keeping their dirty little secret," Jackie said with a devilish grin, "are officially broken."

"Oh no. This game sounds evil," a worried Fez said.

"That's why it's going to be fun," Donna assured him. We all finally agreed to play. We sat in a circle and started writing our names on the pieces of paper. I had nothing to worry about. Nobody knows any dirty secrets about me. Nothing to worry about. Nothing.

"Okay, I'll go first, since it's my sleep over," the pixie announced. She picked out a name from the hat. "Donna." The red head's eyes grew wide. "What do I know about Donna? Well, there was this one time Donna got majorly drunk and made out with a girl who she thought was Eric!"

"Jackie! I'll kill you!" Donna attacked her.

"All right, Donna! Next time you make out with a chick, can I watch?" Kelso asked.

"I understand how you can mistake Eric for a girl. I mean, look at him," I teased him.

"Nice burn, Steven," Jackie said, high fiving me.

"Shut up, Afro-Thunder!" Eric spat.

"Okay, I'm going next," Fez said. He picked up a name. "Kelso. Let's see. What does Fez know about Kelso? Oh, he took naked pictures of Donna."

"What!" Eric shrieked.

"You little pervert!" Donna punched his arm. "How did you get them?"

"I have my ways. It was Fez's idea."

"Okay, whose turn is it?" Fez said, changing the subject.

"I'll go," Eric said. "Hyde." My eyes shot up. What does Eric know about me? Oh dear god, no! He's going to tell everyone about that whole Jackie thing.

"I choose the dare," I said calmly.

"Ohhhhhh!" Everyone said.

"Wow, Eric. What do you know about Hyde that got him all scared?" Kelso asked.

"Oh, just a little something. Okay, Hyde. You want the dare?" He glanced in Jackie's direction, " here goes. You have to take a shot of tequila."

"That's it? That's weak, Forman," I told the scrawny kid.

"Off of Jackie's bellybutton," he finished. My jaw dropped.

"Burn!" Kelso screamed. "Cause you totally hate her, man!"

"All right. I'll get the tequila," Jackie said, getting up rather enthusiastically.

"You have tequila?" Donna asked.

"My parents are the biggest alcoholics, ever." With that, she disappeared into the kitchen. She came back with a bottle of tequila, a slice of lime, and some salt.

"All right, Steven. Do it."

"Oh man. This is sick," A drunk Donna said. "You're actually gonna do it, Hyde?"

"A man's got to do, what a man's got to do," I told her. Jackie lay back down on the table and lifted her shirt up halfway, revealing her nicely tanned skin. I sprinkled some salt on her stomach and put the slice of lime in her mouth. I poured a little tequila in her bellybutton, some of it was dripping from the sides of her stomach, causing her to quiver. I could hear muffled giggles from the gang, but they didn't exist to me. I looked into her eyes. There was something there. I can't explain it. It looked like she wanted something. Needed something. I gave her one of my famous grins. I licked the salt of her smooth stomach, and sucked that tequila from her bellybutton. I moved up to her face, and sucked on the lime, that was in her mouth very slowly. I could taste her. And it was good my friends. It was good. I wanted to spit that lime out and capture her mouth with my own, but I couldn't. Not in front of everyone. Not ever.

"Hyde, you're the man!" Forman high fived me.

"Okay, now it's my turn," Kelso said. There was a knock at the door.

"Too bad. Pizza's here," Jackie put her shirt down and answered the door. Kelso looked disappointed. Sucker.

After a while, we were 6 partially drunken teenagers eating pizza. Jackie put on some horrible music and we all started dancing or something like dancing. I even joined in on the fun. This is turning out to be a descent sleep over.

"I got another naughty game we can play," Kelso told us.

"What, man?" I asked him.

"Strip poker!" he shrieked. I only had one thing to say about all this.

God bless Kelso.

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Okay, not that good. But, I made it extra long. I had a few complaints about the previous chapters being too short, so I took a few of your suggestions. Next chapter will be rate "R" for a very obvious reason. R & R. I love hearing from you guys!