Temptation
Chapter 7
…Sexy boy,
You're so fly,
I just might give you a try.
Phoebe spun the bottle first. Round and round it went until it landed on . . . Patty.
Helga laughed at the way Phoebe's mouth dropped.
"Come on Phoebe," Said Arnold, "Go for it."
Phoebe leaned forward but Patty leaned back.
"Patty you have to kiss her," said Gerald.
Patty still refused to move.
Phoebe solved the problem by pulling Patty's head forward. Their lips touched for three seconds exactly. Then Phoebe sat back quickly, her face burning.
Helga tried hard to suppress her laughter but a giggle got out. Phoebe and Patty both gave her the death glare.
It was Harold's turn next. He spun the bottle and it landed on Patty. Patty jumped Harold and they ended up on their backs on the floor. Seven seconds passed and they were still going at it. Gerald tapped Harold on the shoulder. No response.
"Patty he needs to breathe sometime. Patty? Patty?" Still there was no response.
"Dear god he's turning purple! Patty let him go!" Gerald shouted.
"No dieing on my floor," Put in Helga, as she and Gerald tried to pry them apart.
Eventually they came apart with Herald dragging air into his lungs and Patty grinning.
It was Gerald's turn next he said a little prayer and spun. It landed on . . . Arnold.
"Oh Hell No!" shouted Arnold.
"I refuse," said Gerald calmly.
"Its this a dare or the jar." Said Patty
"Think carefully before you answer," warned Phoebe
"Just think we could dare you to kiss him," Said Helga, "Or you could pick him from the jar. You could even pick Harold from the jar."
"I'll take my chances." Said Gerald, "I pick the jar."
Patty reached behind her and put it in the middle of the circle.
Gerald reached in and withdrew a piece of paper. He opened it and looked dismayed.
"Lets see it, Gerald," said Pheobe
Helga plucked it out of his hand and looked at it. The next thing she knew she was rolling on the floor laghing
Pheobe plucked it out of her hand. "Its Arnold."
Arnold got up and walked purposefully toward the door.
"Wait Arnold," Called out Helga holding her sides, trying to calm down.
He turned.
"It'll just be five minutes in a dark closet with Gerald. That's not so bad is it?" She asked but Arnold had already started heading for the door again.
"I had to kiss Patty so you have to do this, its only fair," said Phoebe
Arnold looked at her for a second, a battle obviously being waged in his head, and changed directions heading for the hall closet. "Come on Gerald," He sighed, "lets get this over with,"
Gerald followed him andthe occupants of the living room heard the hall a door close. Phoebe and Helga immediately rushed to put their ears on the door.
After 5 minutes of silence, they opened the door to see Arnold and Gerald standing as far as they could get from each other in the small closet.
"Spoil sports," said Helga heading back toward the living room with Phoebe right beside her.
It was now Helga's turn. She spun the bottle it landed on Harold.
"Dare," She said quickly. It was a well-known fact that she and Harold didn't get along.
"Okay, I dare you to… to… flash your next door neighbor," said Harold evilly.
"Get real!"
"Okay," Intervened Patty, "I dare you to French Kiss Arnold."
Helga blink a couple of times then looked at him out of the corner of her eye.
Arnold was doing the same.
"Well...?" said Gerald impatiently, "Come on I don't have all day."
Helga took a deep breath and turned toward Arnold, who leaned foward hesitantly which surprised both him and her.
When Helga worked up the courage to lean forward and thier lips finally touched she saw stars just like she knew she would.
"I said French,"
Helga broke apart and shot Patty a quick death glare before Arnold pulled her back to him. And before she knew it he'd coaxed her mouth open under his. Arnold drew Helga's tongue into his mouth and that broke the dam. They both moved to get closer to each other, which resulted in Helga ending up on Arnold's lap. He wrapped is arms around her waist while she wrapped hers around his neck. They stayed like that for a while with Arnold rubbing his hands up and down her back.
Everyone was stunned, and so no one noticed the passage of time. After about 10 minutes the broke apart for air. And were going to go right back at it when they were brought back to reality by Phoebe's voice.
"Um………wow," Said Pheobe.
'This,' thought Helga dazedly, 'is exactly why I didn't want him to kiss me. Everytime we touch I forget all about ..... Dammit what is his name?"
And under her sat Arnold looking just as dazed.
Wow is right!
Things just got hotter.
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Temptation