Warning: This chapter sucks!
Temptation
Chapter 8
Gonna write this number
In the palm of my hand
After one more spin of the bottle the group was forced to quit when Arnold and Gerald tried to make up a rule that guys couldn't kiss, hug or other wise touch another in a "non-masculin" way.
Phoebe stated that if they were going to change the rules it should apply for girls too.
The guys, Arnold and Gerald, said that for girls it was different.
Which started a debate, which is where we find ourselves now.
"What do you mean its different?" Asked Helga looking at Arnold as if he were a creature from another planet.
"It's just that girls are so..." Gerald trailed off when pheobe gave him a dark look.
Gerald tried agian "Look to guys, girls look hot when they..." When Phoebe's look grew darker he just gave up and shrugged helplessly.
"I know what you are trying to say," said Helga ,"You think girls are hot when they kiss. Most boys do. It's nothing to be ashamed of."
Gerlad gave her a look filled with gratitude.
"But," Helga continuede, "How do you know that girls don't find it extreamly sexy when guys kiss?"
Arnold gave her a look that clearly said he'd never thought of that before.
Gerald gave her a look of utter disgust
Helga just shrugged and got up, "Enough. Lets play something else."
She headed for the kitchen and Gerald, Phoebe, and Arnold followed her.
Patty and Harlod just sat there. The whole time they'd been sitting there watching the four people argue back and forth like it was a tennis match and to have it end so suddenly was was, for lack of a better word, a shock . So they just sat there and it wasn't until Gerald called from the kitchen, "Hey you coming?" that they followed.
In the kitchen the guys were setting the table up with chips, cards,and soda.
Phoebe and Helga were in a heated debate over what to play.
"There is only one game you can play at a party and that is poker." said Phoebe.
"No blackjack," countered Helga.
Phoebe knew that the only reason Helga was being so hard headed about this was beacuse she was a master of black jack, and she was short on money at the moment.
"Okay we'll settle this the old fashioned way. Draw!"
Helga and Phoebe's fists shot out.
"Paper beats rock I win!" said Phoebe with a grin that had become her trademark over the years.
"If you weren't so honest, I would think you cheated, Phoebe" Helga said with a feined angry expression.
"You just need practice grasshopper" said Phoebe.
"Whatever lets play." Harold cut in rudely.
"Harold that wasn't very nice," admonished Patty.
"Damn Patty," said Gerald, "Did you get him snipped too?"
"Right after she house trained him," put in Helga.
Everyone laughed.
"Everyone know how to play?" Asked patty.
Everyone looked at each other.
"Everyone have money?"
There was some shifting.
"Ok since not everyone came prepared," said Patty looking pointedly at Helga, Arnold, and Gerald, "we'll play strip poker."
Helga groaned.
Phoebe looked over at her in puzzlment. When Helga rubbed her hip comprehension dawned. Only a week earlier Helga had gotten a tatoo. Phoebe couldn't remember what it was because they had both been totally drunk.
"Maybe we shouldn't play this game," suggested Phoebe.
"Come on Phoebe, don't be a wuss," Gerald said as her took his seat and began shuffling the cards.
'Oh well,' Thought Phoebe, 'I gave it my best shot.' Then she too took her seat.
When everyone was sitting Gerald announced, "This will be a clean game. That means no looking at other people's hands and no hidden cards." He looked pointedly at Harold as he said this.
Gerald started passing out cards and the game was on. After about two hands Patty's cell rang, she went into the next room to answer it. A minute later she announced that she had to go home. She dragged Harold out the door with her. It was just as well, Harold had been losing and noone wanted to see him naked.
After Harold and Patty left the game progressed and Gerald and Arnold lost clothes steadily. The high point was when Phoebe accidentally laid down five aces. For this she was forced to take off three articles of clothing. She chose her flip flops her pony-tail holder and her nightshirt then she promptly quit. After one more hand Gerald was out too.
"Well what will it be... Footballhead" Asked Helga who still had on most of her clothes.
"Three kings." Said Arnold lieing down his cards. He could see Helga strugling not to cuss.
"What will it be?" She asked resigned to her fate.
"Take off the top, please,"
Helga mumbled something under her breath about stupid footbalheads and took of her top making sure that her front stayed covered. She'd taken her bra off before she came downstairs and there was noway in hell she'd give Arnold and Gerald a peep show........at least not for free.
"You gonna play or what?" She asked blushing a deep red.
"Um," Arnold cleared his throat and fought his own blush, "Sure."
The next hand Helga won which stripped Arnold to his boxers and an under shirt.
She waited for him to quit but he didn't. It was obvious that he was going until he had no clothes left.
The next hand found Arnold only in his boxers. Helga tried not to drool as she stared at his chest. It was muscular as if He and Gerald had spent some time at the school's weight room.
Arnold layed his cards down. It sure as hell beat what she had so the pants had to go.
She was about to quit and Arnold knew it. He threw her a smug look.
Helga glared and she felt a spark of the old Helga Pataki ignite within her. She'd be double damned before she'd let anybody see her quit because of something as stupid as modesty.
Helga was sitting back down when Arnold noticed that she had a tattoo. He decided to bring it up later.
The next hand was the winner.
Arnold laid down 4 kings.
Helga laid down 4 aces.
"Your the biggest cheat I've ever seen," Arnold exclaimed.
"How?" Asked Helga
"I have four kings and an ace." Arnold said triumphantly.
"Yeah? Well I have four aces and a king. How do you explain that Arnold?" Helga asked sweetly.
Arnold had the grace to blush.
"Okay children since you both cheated then you both have to take off one peice of clothing. And since you only have on peice left-"
"That would be your drawz," Put in Gerald.
"-you'll just both be the losers." Finished Phoebe.
Helga and Arnold looked at eachother and blushed.
"Come on, come on we don't have all day."
"No," Helga said, "There will be no draw. It's all or nothing."
"Come on Helga be reasonable..."
"No."
Phoebe sighed. "Fine! But I just want you to know that you take the chance of getting very embaressed if you lose."
The room was tense as Arnold dealt.
When he was done Helga looked down at her cards and swallowed hard before picking them up. When she did pick them up she didn't bat an eyelash. Arnold on the other hand swore under his breath.
"How many Helga?"
"One."
Arnold took three and smiled, "Okay Helga lets say we raise the stakes a little here?"
Helga just arched an eyebrow.
"Who ever loses has to do one thing the other person says. No ifs, and,or buts about it. Deal?"
"Deal."
Phoebe just shook her head at both of them.
Helga laid downa hand that nade Arnold swear and Helga smile.
"You don't have to stick to the deal," Said Helga.
"Nope. I stick by what I say."
Helga smiled, "I didn't know you were so brave, Arnold."
"Well now you know." Said Arnold as he went around the corner taking his pants with him
The next thing Gerald new he was getting hit the head with Arnold's boxers.
Phoebe laughed out right at the look on Gerald's face. It was a mixture between disgust and horror.
A few minutes later they all conviened in the living room, Helga wearing her pajamas again and Arnold wearing what he had been before, minus underwear which Gerald had set fire to in the alley.
"Next is dice" Announced Gerald
"Hey go for it we're just along for the ride," Arnold said
Yes i know it was sucky and there was no dice game that will be in the next chapter
Next time on Temptation,
It gets even more steamy
Temptation
Chapter 8
Gonna write this number
In the palm of my hand
After one more spin of the bottle the group was forced to quit when Arnold and Gerald tried to make up a rule that guys couldn't kiss, hug or other wise touch another in a "non-masculin" way.
Phoebe stated that if they were going to change the rules it should apply for girls too.
The guys, Arnold and Gerald, said that for girls it was different.
Which started a debate, which is where we find ourselves now.
"What do you mean its different?" Asked Helga looking at Arnold as if he were a creature from another planet.
"It's just that girls are so..." Gerald trailed off when pheobe gave him a dark look.
Gerald tried agian "Look to guys, girls look hot when they..." When Phoebe's look grew darker he just gave up and shrugged helplessly.
"I know what you are trying to say," said Helga ,"You think girls are hot when they kiss. Most boys do. It's nothing to be ashamed of."
Gerlad gave her a look filled with gratitude.
"But," Helga continuede, "How do you know that girls don't find it extreamly sexy when guys kiss?"
Arnold gave her a look that clearly said he'd never thought of that before.
Gerald gave her a look of utter disgust
Helga just shrugged and got up, "Enough. Lets play something else."
She headed for the kitchen and Gerald, Phoebe, and Arnold followed her.
Patty and Harlod just sat there. The whole time they'd been sitting there watching the four people argue back and forth like it was a tennis match and to have it end so suddenly was was, for lack of a better word, a shock . So they just sat there and it wasn't until Gerald called from the kitchen, "Hey you coming?" that they followed.
In the kitchen the guys were setting the table up with chips, cards,and soda.
Phoebe and Helga were in a heated debate over what to play.
"There is only one game you can play at a party and that is poker." said Phoebe.
"No blackjack," countered Helga.
Phoebe knew that the only reason Helga was being so hard headed about this was beacuse she was a master of black jack, and she was short on money at the moment.
"Okay we'll settle this the old fashioned way. Draw!"
Helga and Phoebe's fists shot out.
"Paper beats rock I win!" said Phoebe with a grin that had become her trademark over the years.
"If you weren't so honest, I would think you cheated, Phoebe" Helga said with a feined angry expression.
"You just need practice grasshopper" said Phoebe.
"Whatever lets play." Harold cut in rudely.
"Harold that wasn't very nice," admonished Patty.
"Damn Patty," said Gerald, "Did you get him snipped too?"
"Right after she house trained him," put in Helga.
Everyone laughed.
"Everyone know how to play?" Asked patty.
Everyone looked at each other.
"Everyone have money?"
There was some shifting.
"Ok since not everyone came prepared," said Patty looking pointedly at Helga, Arnold, and Gerald, "we'll play strip poker."
Helga groaned.
Phoebe looked over at her in puzzlment. When Helga rubbed her hip comprehension dawned. Only a week earlier Helga had gotten a tatoo. Phoebe couldn't remember what it was because they had both been totally drunk.
"Maybe we shouldn't play this game," suggested Phoebe.
"Come on Phoebe, don't be a wuss," Gerald said as her took his seat and began shuffling the cards.
'Oh well,' Thought Phoebe, 'I gave it my best shot.' Then she too took her seat.
When everyone was sitting Gerald announced, "This will be a clean game. That means no looking at other people's hands and no hidden cards." He looked pointedly at Harold as he said this.
Gerald started passing out cards and the game was on. After about two hands Patty's cell rang, she went into the next room to answer it. A minute later she announced that she had to go home. She dragged Harold out the door with her. It was just as well, Harold had been losing and noone wanted to see him naked.
After Harold and Patty left the game progressed and Gerald and Arnold lost clothes steadily. The high point was when Phoebe accidentally laid down five aces. For this she was forced to take off three articles of clothing. She chose her flip flops her pony-tail holder and her nightshirt then she promptly quit. After one more hand Gerald was out too.
"Well what will it be... Footballhead" Asked Helga who still had on most of her clothes.
"Three kings." Said Arnold lieing down his cards. He could see Helga strugling not to cuss.
"What will it be?" She asked resigned to her fate.
"Take off the top, please,"
Helga mumbled something under her breath about stupid footbalheads and took of her top making sure that her front stayed covered. She'd taken her bra off before she came downstairs and there was noway in hell she'd give Arnold and Gerald a peep show........at least not for free.
"You gonna play or what?" She asked blushing a deep red.
"Um," Arnold cleared his throat and fought his own blush, "Sure."
The next hand Helga won which stripped Arnold to his boxers and an under shirt.
She waited for him to quit but he didn't. It was obvious that he was going until he had no clothes left.
The next hand found Arnold only in his boxers. Helga tried not to drool as she stared at his chest. It was muscular as if He and Gerald had spent some time at the school's weight room.
Arnold layed his cards down. It sure as hell beat what she had so the pants had to go.
She was about to quit and Arnold knew it. He threw her a smug look.
Helga glared and she felt a spark of the old Helga Pataki ignite within her. She'd be double damned before she'd let anybody see her quit because of something as stupid as modesty.
Helga was sitting back down when Arnold noticed that she had a tattoo. He decided to bring it up later.
The next hand was the winner.
Arnold laid down 4 kings.
Helga laid down 4 aces.
"Your the biggest cheat I've ever seen," Arnold exclaimed.
"How?" Asked Helga
"I have four kings and an ace." Arnold said triumphantly.
"Yeah? Well I have four aces and a king. How do you explain that Arnold?" Helga asked sweetly.
Arnold had the grace to blush.
"Okay children since you both cheated then you both have to take off one peice of clothing. And since you only have on peice left-"
"That would be your drawz," Put in Gerald.
"-you'll just both be the losers." Finished Phoebe.
Helga and Arnold looked at eachother and blushed.
"Come on, come on we don't have all day."
"No," Helga said, "There will be no draw. It's all or nothing."
"Come on Helga be reasonable..."
"No."
Phoebe sighed. "Fine! But I just want you to know that you take the chance of getting very embaressed if you lose."
The room was tense as Arnold dealt.
When he was done Helga looked down at her cards and swallowed hard before picking them up. When she did pick them up she didn't bat an eyelash. Arnold on the other hand swore under his breath.
"How many Helga?"
"One."
Arnold took three and smiled, "Okay Helga lets say we raise the stakes a little here?"
Helga just arched an eyebrow.
"Who ever loses has to do one thing the other person says. No ifs, and,or buts about it. Deal?"
"Deal."
Phoebe just shook her head at both of them.
Helga laid downa hand that nade Arnold swear and Helga smile.
"You don't have to stick to the deal," Said Helga.
"Nope. I stick by what I say."
Helga smiled, "I didn't know you were so brave, Arnold."
"Well now you know." Said Arnold as he went around the corner taking his pants with him
The next thing Gerald new he was getting hit the head with Arnold's boxers.
Phoebe laughed out right at the look on Gerald's face. It was a mixture between disgust and horror.
A few minutes later they all conviened in the living room, Helga wearing her pajamas again and Arnold wearing what he had been before, minus underwear which Gerald had set fire to in the alley.
"Next is dice" Announced Gerald
"Hey go for it we're just along for the ride," Arnold said
Yes i know it was sucky and there was no dice game that will be in the next chapter
Next time on Temptation,
It gets even more steamy