Cat, Tori, and I were finally settled in Tori's bedroom, after much rearranging and shuffling around - there really wasn't that much room up here, just as Tori had claimed, but I wasn't about to give her the satisfaction of admitting that she had been right. We were sitting on the floor around a tray that had our drinks on it - vodka, tequila, some lemonade, glasses to mix it in, plus three shot glasses which I'd seen in the cupboards downstairs and added so that we could do straight shots. And of course, some salt and lemon slices to go with the tequila. We each sat or reclined on pillows or cushions that we'd taken from Tori's bed or the couches downstairs, leaning back against various pieces of furniture.

I started things off by doing a straight shot of vodka before the others had even got properly settled.

"Trying to get a head-start, Jade? Or just satisfying your alcoholism?" Tori snarked at me.

"Well," I shot straight back, "since you've forbidden me - for now - from enjoying my usual means of… satisfaction, I need something to help me relax. You gonna try and keep up, or are you wussing out already?" I poured her a shot and gave her a challenging look.

She picked up the shot glass and downed it. I watched with great satisfaction as a second later she choked and spluttered on the fiery liquid. She snatched up the lemonade and poured some into her other, larger glass, and took a long drink. As soon as she set that glass back down on the tray, I poured a nice sizeable helping of vodka into what was left of the lemonade. The glare she sent my way made me smile and gave me warm feelings inside.

Cat grabbed up the lemonade next and poured herself some. "Hit me!" she ordered, and I poured a splash of vodka into her glass. She took a long swig.

"So why are you so cranky, anyway?" Tori asked. "I mean, more so than usual."

I don't know where Vega's recent sass was coming from, but it was starting to annoy me. I mean, more so than usual. Before I could formulate a suitably scathing reply, Cat jumped in.

"Jade had to go to dinner with her Dad, to ask him for more money for school."

"I did not have to ask him for money!"

"So you don't need him to pay for school anymore?" Cat asked innocently. If I hadn't wanted to drink the vodka so badly, I probably would have smashed the bottle over her head.

"Yes I still need him to pay for school! But it's not like I actually ask him for the money." Well, it was sorta like asking him for the money. The asking was just implied. "I just need to show him that it's worthwhile for him to pay my fees for HA." Because apparently it isn't a given with my father that some of his immense wealth could be used to provide his daughter with a better future. I looked away from the other two and glared at the wall as I felt all the familiar anger welling back up. I hated showing weakness in front of Vega. I swear, if she'd made some smartass comment right then, I probably would have punched her in the mouth. Instead, I forced my hand to uncurl from a fist, and quickly prepared and downed another shot of vodka.

"It must suck, being financially dependent on someone you don't get along with." Vega's voice was soft and sympathetic.

"Yeah. A little bit!" I ground out, my eyes fixed on the tray on the floor in front of me. I didn't want to look at those soft brown eyes that I just knew would be gazing at me in pity. Instead, I took another shot of vodka. Now I was starting to relax a little. Meanwhile, Cat and Vega had been sipping their vodka-and-lemonades. It was time to kick it up a notch. I grabbed the tequila. "Time for some shots!"

"Ugh! That stuff tastes horrible!" Cat griped.

"It's meant to!" I replied. "Only Mexicans actually like it. Right Vega? This should be, like, your favourite drink."

"You know Jade, I find your racial stereotyping a little offensive," Vega sassed back at me. "And, FYI, I'm not Mexican. I'm half-Puerto Rican."

"FYI, I don't care," I sassed her right back whilst I poured out three shots of tequila.

"I'm part-Italian," Cat volunteered, even though no-one had asked, or gave a shit.

"Just drink your tequila." I measured out some salt into each of our hands. "Bottoms up, ladies." I watched them to make sure they drank theirs, and to see the funny expressions on each of their faces, before downing mine, revelling in the way it burned my throat and warmed my insides.

"Ai!" grumbled Cat, before scrambling for a lemon slice, closely followed by a red-faced and coughing Vega. I reached for my own slice of lemon more leisurely, taking time to enjoy the moment of their discomfort. Even when things are sour, they can still be sweet.

"So did he agree? To pay for HA, I mean," asked Vega.

"Yeah. I'm good for another semester. But I'm done talking about my father. I came here to get him out of my mind." So instead of talking or thinking, I poured us all another round of tequila shots. Once again I got to enjoy the sour expressions on both of their faces as they downed the potent liquor. I swear, that shit never gets old.

I was finally starting to lose some of the tension in my body that I'd been carrying all evening, it gradually being replaced by the pleasant warmth and buzz of the alcohol. I made myself my own vodka-and-lemonade, then while I still held the bottle of spirits, quickly and mischievously topped up both of the other girls' drinks, adding a hefty dash of vodka to each of their glasses before they were able to pull them away from me, Tori with an admonishment of 'Jade!' and Cat with another 'Ai!' Both of them swiftly added more lemonade to their glasses in an attempt to water down their now-very-potent drinks.

"You two need to catch up," I offered in way of explanation.

"Why? You trying to get us drunk so you can have your way with us?" said Tori.

"I don't think I'd need to get either of you drunk if I really wanted to have my way with you," I replied leisurely, leaning back on my hands and deliberately pushing my boobs out, watching the way Vega's eyes were drawn to my cleavage before she caught herself staring and looked back down at the drinks tray on the floor.

"I think someone's a little overconfident," she said. "Or forgetful of what I said earlier." But her voice lacked conviction. I just kept looking at her intently, sipping my drink, and watching the blush slowly creep across her face as she felt my gaze on her. I was now tipsy enough to admit that she looked kinda cute when she was uncomfortable, in that awkward, self-conscious, dorky and annoying-as-hell Vega way.

"The night's still young," was my cryptic reply to her protestations.

"We should play a game!" Cat blurted out, probably in an effort to break the tension in the room.

I rolled my eyes. "Not Truth or Dare…" I muttered.

"Truth or Dare!" Cat called out over the top of me.

"No!" I yelled. "What are we, junior high students?!"

"Oh come on Jade!" said Vega. "It'll be fun. Why not? Are you afraid we'll find out your deep dark secrets?"

I smiled wickedly. "If I were you, Tori, I'd be more afraid of what I might dare you to do." The smile fell from her face as she thought about that. Yeah, not too keen on the idea now, are you? But as much as I relished the idea of inflicting some (more) torture on Vega, there was no way I was going to be sharing my innermost self with either her or Cat anytime soon. Instead, I offered my own suggestion. "Fine. You wanna play a game, how about we make it a drinking game, like actual high school…" here I shot Cat a meaningful glare "…students play. Let's play 'I've Never.' You guys heard of it?"

"Yeah, I've heard of it," said Tori.

"How does that one work?" asked Cat. "Is it like truth or Dare?"

"A little," explained Tori. "We take it in turns to make an 'I've never' statement. If we've never done what the statement says, then we're safe. But if we have done what was said, then we have to take a drink. And we can only say each statement once."

I continued the explanation. "The idea is, that you try to get the other people more drunk than you by saying stuff that you know or suspect they've done, but which you haven't. So for example… I've never been to Disneyland."

"So if you've been to Disneyland, you have to take a drink," concluded Tori, who then took a swallow of her vodka-and-lemonade.

"Oh," Cat said, following suit and taking a sip of her own drink.

Tori looked at me as I sat there impassively. "You've seriously never been to Disneyland?" she asked me with a surprised little frown.

"Never," I confirmed. "Why would I go to Disneyland? I hate rides, I hate children, and I hate stupid cartoon animals."

Cat let out a little gasp of indignation. "I love cartoon animals! And they're not stupid!"

"I think Jade just hates fun," Vega tried to sass me again.

"I derive my fun from watching bad stuff happen to other people," I countered. "Especially when it happens to you." I smiled at her sweetly, eliciting a frown in response. "If we're going clockwise, then it's Cat's turn." I looked at Cat to my left and shot her a smile. "What you got for us baby girl?" I always know the alcohol is kicking in when I start acting flirty with Cat.

"Umm…" Cat frowned in serious concentration. "Umm… Can I have more time to think about it?"

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. Vega's turn."

Tori thought for a moment, chewing her lip in that cute way she does. "I've never… watched the entire Scissoring series."

I took a drink, then said, "I've never done volunteer charity work like a Little Goody Two-Shoes."

Tori and Cat both took drinks while I sat and watched. Tori commented: "You are so mean and selfish."

I ignored her and turned to Cat. "Cat, your turn."

"Umm… Ahh…" Just when I thought we'd have to skip her again, she came up with: "I've never… played 'I've Never' before tonight!"

Tori chuckled. "Nice one." She took a drink, as did I. So, Tori had played drinking games before? I wondered what else she might have done. It was her turn again, and she pondered for a second before saying, "I've never… made a freaky, scary movie to show at school."

I took a drink, then said, "I've never slept with a stuffed animal," watching with a smirk as both of them drank.

"Seriously?" asked Tori. "Not even when you were a little kid?"

I shook my head. "Never. Go, Cat."

Cat: "Umm… I've never… made a TV commercial?" She looked hopefully at both of us, but nobody drank.

Tori: "I've never… made a Slap video about all the stuff I hate." She looked at me smugly, and I took a drink.

My turn. "I've never… made a video where I'm turned into a hamburger." I watched with satisfaction as she now had to drink.

"But Jade you have been turned into a hamburger," piped up Cat. "When we performed as the Diddly-Bops, remember? You were the hamburger."

"What?! No! That doesn't count!"

"Yes it does!" Tori insisted with glee.

"I was dressed as a hamburger! I didn't actually get made into one!"

"Well technically neither did I!" Tori argued. "I was just made to look like one!"

"You sure looked like a hamburger to me," mumbled Cat.

"And to all those kids!" added Tori. "So that makes you a hamburger!"

"But I wasn't on video!" I made a last ditch effort to cover up the fact that I'd just bloopered a round of 'I've Never.'

"Yes you were. That kid recorded us and uploaded the video to that children's website, remember? That's how the whole thing started," Cat said in a helpful tone.

I glared at her. (She must have been quite tipsy, because instead of looking scared like she should have, she just smiled at me.) "But…" I protested. "It wasn't a Slap video!"

"You didn't specify 'Slap video,'" Tori pointed out in an annoyingly self-righteous voice. "You just said…" here she made air quotes with her fingers, "…'a video where I'm turned into a hamburger.' And you have been in such a video… So HA! You have to drink!"

"Oh no!" I said in my Goody-Two-Shoes-Vega voice. "I have to drink!" I drained my glass and slammed it down on the tray in front of her, giving her a glare that promised payback. For both of them.

I took my time refilling my glass, looking from one to the other as I thought about who to get first. Vega, of course. "I've never… tried to steal someone else's boyfriend." I watched with satisfaction as she looked ashamed and took a drink, refusing to meet Cat's gaze the whole time.

She looked back up at me and said bitchily, "You know Jade, I'm actually a little surprised you didn't drink then. Strikes me as something you wouldn't think twice about doing."

"Well you see, Vega," I replied coldly, "I stay out of other people's relationships, unless they invite me in."

"Jade's actually only ever been with one guy, and that's Beck," said Cat, alcohol turning her into a blabbermouth. "She's not a boyfriend stealer."

Hmm. Maybe there was still a little bit of resentment between them over that. Or maybe Cat was just trying to stick up for me against Vega's accusations. Great. Now I felt bad for bringing it up again. That, and my increasing drunkenness, were the only excuses I had for what I said next.

"Two guys," I mumbled.

"What?" "Huh?" said Tori and Cat at the same time.

"I've been with two guys… I may have fucked Moose." Now who was the blabbermouth.

"What?! When?! How?!" exclaimed Tori.

"It was when you and Cat were helping with Tinkle-Aid. That's why Moose and I never showed up. I drove him somewhere, and we had sex in the car. Front passenger seat, specifically."

"You parked with Moose?!" exclaimed Tori again. "I thought we agreed not to compete for him anymore?"

I shrugged. "I lied."

"How did he end up falling for you?! And not either of us?!" She pointed vaguely to herself and Cat.

"Well clearly because I'm the most attractive." I smiled. It was nice to ruffle Tori's feathers after she one-upped me earlier. The universe felt like it was back in alignment.

"But, I thought he only liked Canadian girls."

"I convinced him otherwise."

Cat, who had been quiet during this exchange, said softly, "Why didn't you tell me? We usually tell each other stuff like this."

And now I was back to feeling bad again. We usually did tell each other this stuff. And given the nature of our recent… relations, she had a legitimate reason for wanting to know.

"We were safe, so you don't have anything to worry about." I glanced at Vega to let her know she was included in that statement too. She had an expression of annoyed disbelief on her face. "I just did it to get revenge on Beck more than anything else."

"So what else have you gotten up to behind our backs, huh?" asked Tori.

"Think carefully about what questions you ask when it's your turn, and you might find out," I shot back. I was looking forward to hopefully shocking her some more, but I wasn't just going to hand out information on myself. "Cat, your turn again." I looked at the redhead, who was staring back at me with a slightly-pissed-off expression.

"I've never had sex with Moose," she said deliberately. Touche. I took a drink.

"I've never had sex whilst I was supposed to be helping with Tinkle-Aid," stated Tori.

So that's how they wanted to play it, huh? I took a drink and said, "I've never been beaten up by a sibling." They both let out sad little sighs and took drinks.

Cat's turn. "I've never… collected dead things."

I took a drink (tiny sips now), then suddenly remembered something. "Hey, didn't you and your brother have that butterfly collection? They were dead. You have to drink too!"

Cat pounded her fist against her leg. "Aargh, I forgot!" I rolled my eyes and watched to make sure she drank.

Now Vega's turn. "I've never written a play."

"Of course you haven't," I replied snarkily before drinking. "I've never run over an old lady." That one was just for Vega (she was sipping now as well).

Cat: "I've never… had anal sex."

Tori let out a little gasp. "Cat!"

"I'm sorry! I had to pick something I knew she'd done, but you wouldn't have," the redhead defended herself. "That's what I came up with."

I took a drink.

"Really?" asked Tori. It was nice to see I could still scandalise her.

"Beck and I tried it a few times."

"Didn't it hurt?"

"Sure. That's why I liked it." My smile turned to a frown as I remembered something else, and realised I'd just caught a dirty little cheater. "Wait! Cat, you told me you tried it once with…" I racked my by-now-alcohol-befuddled brain, "…that guy Tug."

Cat slapped herself on the forehead. "Aww dang it! This game is so hard! I forgot again!"

"How could you not remember something like that?!" cried Tori.

Cat shrugged and took a drink. She let out a loud sigh. "I miss that guy Tug. He was a lot of fun." She leaned over closer to Tori and said conspiratorially, "But just between you and me, he was a little bit of a freak, if you know what I mean." She gave the half-Latina an exaggerated wink. "Just sayin'." She burst out into a fit of giggles.

Tori threw her hands up in the air. "This coming from you, Little Miss Anal-Sex-and-Vibrators?" But her tone was more amused and tolerant rather than exasperated and scolding. Cat thought her new nick-name was hilarious, and judging by her recent loud and exuberant speech and laughter, I guessed she hadn't been taking tiny sips those last few drinks.

I was feeling pretty warm and fuzzy myself by now, and the room was maybe spinning just a little bit. But I sure as hell wasn't going to quit before Vega did. "Your turn, Tori."

Tori: "Umm.. I've never.. had sex with Beck Oliver!" She said it like it was the cleverest, cheekiest thing she had ever thought up.

"You'd better not have had sex with Beck Oliver!" I exclaimed, before taking a drink, Cat following suit a few seconds later.

Tori did a double take when she saw this. "Wait, so that really did happen? I was starting to think Jade just said that to mess with me. When? How? And was Jade really okay with it?" the brunette looked back and forth between Cat and I.

Cat got a look of intense concentration on her face, then stated slowly and matter-of-factly: "Yes… No messing… I can't remember the exact dates… Missionary, cowgirl, doggy-style, and spoon… Yes, it was her idea." Tori didn't know whether to look shocked, or impressed that Cat was able to answer all her questions in order in her inebriated state. The half-Latina looked to me for confirmation. I simply quirked an eyebrow, and gave her a little 'I told you so' smile-and-shrug.

"But you've always been so jealous and possessive about Beck," Tori pointed out. "You never let other girls near him!"

"I never let you go near him. Or any of those Northridge skanks. With Cat I didn't mind so much. I think it's because I fucked her first, way before Beck ever did; and because I was present the whole time the three of us were having sex; and because I knew she would never go after him by herself." The logic made perfect sense to me.

"So…" Tori was still looking back-and-forth, eyes wide like a deer in headlights. "Was this like, a regular thing?"

I shook my head. "Naah. It only happened once."

"Twice," said Cat.

I frowned. "When was the second time?!" I should remember how many damn threesomes I've been in! "We did it when the three of us went to the club together…"

"Wait! You had a threesome at the club?!" interrupted Tori.

"Noo. Not at the club! After we got back to my place." The logistics of trying to organise a threesome at a nightclub are ridiculously complex. Trust stupid good-girl Vega not to realise that.

"Aaand…" proclaimed Cat loudly "…when my parents took my brother to that facility outside of town to be 'tested,' and you were supposed to stay the night with me so I wouldn't be by myself and get scared. Instead you and Beck turned up late and drunk, and just ignored me, and then started getting it on right in front of me!" Cat sounded like she was still a little peeved about it.

"That sounds kinda mean," commented Vega. "So I have no trouble believing it." Smartass.

"Eventually," continued Cat, "you noticed I was feeling left out, and you asked me if I wanted to join in."

"That part actually sounds kinda sweet. Are you sure that's how it happened?" Vega's inane commentary was really starting to piss me off, but I couldn't be bothered getting up and going over there to smack her one.

"Beck left afterwards to go home, but you stayed the night," Cat continued recounting the story, finally jogging my memory.

"Fuck! That's right! We did do it that night. I'd forgotten."

"Seriously, how could you not remember something like that?!" cried Vega.

I smirked at her and shot her a cheeky wink. "When you've done as much freaky shit as I have, it's not always easy to remember it all." I wanted to see what she'd make of that. But then Cat went and ruined it.

"Actually, I think it was just because she was very drunk."

"But she was still conscious, right?" asked the brunette.

"It was her idea, so… yes, I believe so," replied the redhead, exercising those powers of deduction she was so known for…

"So… What was it like?" asked Tori, now in full girl-gossip mode. If I'd been sober, I probably would have been alarmed at Vega's focussed curiosity about Beck and sex, or at the very least annoyed by the girly gossip of gossipy girls. As it was, I just saw it as another opportunity to make Vega blush. She looked cute when she blushed.

"Fucking amazing!" I began. "I mean, you know from experience that Cat and I can go for ages." I shot her a lecherous leer. "But so could Beck. I mean, he was fit."

"So fit," confirmed Cat, a flirty little smile on her face.

"And experienced. And willing to try different things. We'd fuck like porn stars all over the place."

"And you never got jealous," Tori asked, "watching him…" she hesitated, still not willing to cuss, "…have sex with Cat right in front of you?"

"No. I enjoyed it. Do you know how much of a turn-on it was to watch Beck fuck Cat - to watch him pound her into the mattress until his ripped body was covered in sweat, and we'd lost count of the number of times she had cried out in that sexy, crooning way she does when she comes? And knowing the whole time I was watching them that I was next in line for the same treatment? God, I'm getting wet just thinking about it." I was. And judging by the hitch in Cat's breathing, my stroll down our shared memory lane was affecting her as well. And the lovely blush on Tori's cheeks told me I'd got her imagination fired up just like I'd intended. I thrilled at the idea that I could very well be providing her with enough jill-off fantasy material for the next twelve months. How great would it be if, from now on, I would always be inside Vega - one way or another - when she came?

"How can you make something sound so dirty and so hot at the same time?" Tori asked.

I shrugged. "It's hot because it sounds dirty. I can make it more dirty for you if you like." I didn't wait for her answer, but went straight to my big gun. "We tried all sorts of stuff. But my personal highlight was getting fucked up the ass by Beck while Cat ate me out." So much for not sharing my innermost self. But seeing Vega's bug-eyed, beet-red face made it worthwhile.

"I think my personal highlight was the daisy chain. Or possibly the pounding into the mattress…" Cat mused thoughtfully.

"I'm not even sure I know what a daisy chain is," confessed Vega.

"Simultaneous oral sex with three or more people," Cat explained patiently. I watched the wheels turning in Vega's head as she tried to figure out the mechanics of it, before deciding to help her out.

"So either I'd blow Beck, while Cat ate me out and Beck went down on her, or Cat would blow Beck and I'd go down on her while Beck ate me out. Got all that?"

"It forms a circle on the bed, like a daisy chain," chimed in Cat, wanting to be as helpful as possible.

"You know Jade, for someone who didn't want to play 'Truth or Dare,' you've certainly shared a lot of your secrets tonight," Tori blurted out, I think to cover up her discomfort at the explicit direction our conversation had taken.

"Well we can play now if you want, Tori." My use of her first name, along with the wicked little smile I sent her way, made her visibly pale. "Truth or dare, Tori? Please pick 'dare.'"

"Uh-oh," mumbled Cat.

Tori smiled. "There's no way I'm gonna be picking 'dare!' 'Cos I know you'd make me do something horrible, like jump off a cliff, or play in traffic blindfolded, or run naked down Hollywood Boulevard."

"All good ideas…" I commented.

"So I pick 'truth,'" she concluded triumphantly. "I'm always gonna pick 'truth.' Unlike you, I don't have any deep dark secrets. Not from you guys, anyway. So, there's really nothing you can ask me that I wouldn't be comfortable sharing."

"Are you wet right now?" Except maybe that. And the expression on her face right then made my whole night. "Answer the question… Tori."

She cleared her throat nervously, then said with as much dignity as she could muster: "Why yes, Jade. I do happen to be somewhat w… wet…" she stuttered a little at that part "…at the moment. You were telling some rather explicit stories." I just smiled at her, enjoying every moment of her discomfort. "Your turn," she continued. "Truth or dare?"

"Shouldn't it be my turn?" Cat asked from beside us. We both ignored her.

"You know I'm always gonna pick 'dare,' don't you?" I told her. "I only share what I wanna share, and I know there's nothing you can dare me to do which would worry me. So, 'dare.'"

"I dare you to hug me!" Except maybe that. She smiled at me triumphantly. I glared at her with an icy gaze that promised all the tortures of hell, but she had me fair-and-square. I got up on my knees and leaned across the tray that had our-now-forgotten drinks still sitting on them, and Vega mirrored my movements. We hugged with our upper bodies, me trying not to get too close, but she pulled me in tight like she always does. She smelled of lemonade and fruity shampoo. I growled at her and she let me go. Kneeling back on our haunches, we regarded each other across the bottles and glasses and dried-out lemon slices, each planning our next move.

"Truth or dare, Tori?" I challenged her.

Tori actually paused and thought about it this time, but then ended up going with the safe option once again. "'Truth.'"

"Will you be thinking about Beck and I the next time you finger-fuck yourself?" I picked the most obscene term I could think of for it.

Tori took a deep shaky breath as her respiration sped up. With her facing me square-on and kneeling the way she was, I could see the exaggerated rise-and-fall of her breasts. "Probably…"

"Probably?" I questioned.

"Yes," Tori responded in a firmer voice. "Almost certainly."

"Good. I want you to be thinking about me." I wasn't sure, but I think I heard her let out a little gasp at that.

"Truth or dare, Jade? Pick dare. I dare you." So she's a comedienne now? But I had an idea what she would dare me to do next. Not yet, my horny, frustrated little beauty. We can still drag this out a bit longer.

"Wait! I think you skipped me again," protested Cat. We both continued to ignore her.

"I pick 'truth,'" I said.

She pondered for a moment, then asked in a small, vulnerable voice, "Is this all just a game to you Jade? Or are you actually attracted to me?"

Crap. She got me again. Shoulda picked 'dare' after all… "Would I have done what we did last weekend if I wasn't attracted to you?" Because answering a question with a question was probably against the rules or something (and certainly not because of the look of uncertainty and hurt on Tori's face at my vagueness), I added more simply: "Yes. I'm attracted to you. Truth or Dare?"

"Aargh! Isn't it my turn yet?!" growled Cat.

"FINE!" I turned to her. "Truth or dare, Cat? Pick Dare!"

"No, I'm supposed to ask!" whined Cat.

"TRUTH OR DARE?! PICK DARE!"

"No, Cat. Pick 'truth!' interjected Tori. "If you pick 'dare' she's gonna dare you to something horrible."

"Pick 'dare,' Cat!"

"No. Pick 'truth!'" Tori said.

"Pick 'dare,'" I said.

"Pick 'truth,'" Tori said.

"Pick 'dare!'" I said.

"Pick 'truth!'" Tori said.

"Pick 'truth,'" I said.

"I pick 'dare!'" Cat yelled, then let out an affronted gasp when she realised what had happened. "You trickered me!" She pointed an accusing finger in my direction.

"Yes I did. Now, I dare you to go SIT IN THE CORNER!" I pointed towards the corner of Tori's bedroom I had in mind.

With a petulant little huff, she got up and stomped over to the corner and sat down on the floor, cross-legged.

"Facing the wall!" I ordered her. She sulkily turned herself around to face the wall.

"Jade, that's mean!" Vega protested.

"I just think you and I need some one-on-one time…" I made my voice sound dangerously low, "…Tori." I swear, she visibly gulped. "Truth or dare, Vega? And you better pick 'truth,' because if you pick 'dare,' I'll make you sit in the corner 'til the sun comes up. On Monday!"

"You know, I don't think this is the proper way to play this game…" she complained. I arched an eyebrow at her in threat, and she quickly stopped with the sass. "Ipicktruth!"

"I dare you both to just screw each other and get it over with already!" Cat called out from the corner.

"QUIET!" I yelled back. "Now, Tori. Truthfully… was last weekend the best sex you've ever had in your life?"

"Yesss…" It came out somewhere between statement and a whimpering sigh. "It was. It really was."

"And have you fantasised about doing it again?" She took a deep breath and chewed on her bottom lip while she considered her answer. But it was Cat who spoke next. (Guess she figured she was already in trouble, so it couldn't get any worse for her - I would have to think up some new punishments later.)

"You know it's Tori's turn? She should be asking the next question." Goddammit Cat!

"It is my turn!" exclaimed Vega, relieved to be let off the hook (for now...). "Truth or dare, Jade? I double dare you to pick 'truth.'" She smirked a little at her lousy pun.

I thought for a second about what she might be planning. She seemed pretty desperate to ask me something or other that I'd then have to give a truthful answer to… She was probably going to ask me whether I'd fantasised about having sex with her again. No way in hell was I discussing that! "I pick 'dare.'" Ha!

"Fine." I saw her throat bob as she swallowed. "I dare you to do whatever it is that you've been wanting to do to me ever since you arrived here tonight."

… Oh well-played, Vega, well-played. Now if I took this night where I wanted it to go, I would have to basically admit that I'd had a big wet-on for her from the moment I walked through the front door and saw her standing there in her tight, ass-hugging sweatpants and cute little nerd-girl glasses. "What I've been wanting to do to you?"

"What you've honestly been wanting to do to me ever since you got here tonight, not just something you make up now," she clarified. It was a ballsy move; must have taken her a lot of courage. She thought she had my intentions figured out, but I could tell from the little signs of fear she was giving off that she wasn't entirely certain. And if she'd read me wrong, then she would just have to sit there and take whatever unpleasant shit I had fantasised about dishing out to her - and there was lots (she had called me an axe-murderer earlier on…)

"Oh, I had very specific plans about what I wanted when I got here earlier. Are you sure you can handle them?" I pushed the drinks tray with its bottles and glasses to one side, out of the way. There was now nothing between me and Vega except a couple feet of carpet. I inched towards her on my hands and knees, closing the distance until we were so close I could feel the heat radiating off her body. I loomed over her petite frame as we faced each other, kneeling.

"Show me what you got, West," she taunted. Yeah that's right Vega; feed the bears why don't you… She was so gonna get it…

I pounced quicker than her eyes could follow; pounced the way a sadistic, spiteful, and hungry-as-hell alley-cat might pounce on a helpless, frightened baby bird that's fallen from its warm, secure nest, and suddenly finds itself flailing about on the ground amongst all the bigger, meaner, grown-up animals. She just had time to let out a surprised squeak before I grabbed the back of her head, making sure I got a generous fistful of long, silky brown locks on the way through, and crashed our lips together. I kissed her furiously and forcefully, pushing my tongue into her mouth and duelling hers for dominance. My other arm held her tight against me. I was vaguely aware of her own arms looping about my waist, her hands coming to rest lightly on my hips. I yanked down hard on her hair, jerking her head back and breaking the vacuum seal of our mouths. She gasped, then started moaning when I began kissing and nuzzling her neck. Pulling the collar of her T-shirt to one side, I bit down hard on the soft skin of her shoulder. She let out a yelp of surprise and pain. God I loved the noises I could get her to make. I was sure my panties were soaked by now.

Just as I was beginning to completely lose myself in her - in the scent of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the warmth and softness of her skin, the feel of her supple body pressed against mine - Cat's voice jolted me out of it.

"Well, we all knew this was gonna happen, didn't we," the redhead loudly proclaimed to no-one in particular.

I shot her a glare across Tori's shoulder. "Be quiet Cat! The big girls are playing now. I'll deal with you in a minute! And no peeking!" Cat let out a shocked and indignant little gasp, laced with just a hint of fear, and quickly turned her face back to the wall. I realised that what I'd just said could be construed as either a threat of punishment, or a promise of erotic fun. I wasn't sure which one Cat thought it was, and I wasn't about to clear it up for her. Let her sit there and stew on it for a while. I was still pissed at her for almost derailing my fun with Vega several times tonight. Plus, right now, I wanted - maybe needed - this to be just about me and Vega.

Speaking of which: "Jade!" the trembling brunette bundle of Vega-lust in my arms weakly scolded. Whatever she was going to say was lost in a whimpering moan as I went back to kissing that luscious mouth, massaging her tongue with mine. I bit her again, this time on the lip, and she let out another beautiful little yelp. Taking advantage of her surprise, I pushed her backwards onto the carpet. Because of the way she was sitting on her haunches, she fell awkwardly onto her backside, her legs splayed. I ended up on top of her, laid out along the length of her body, hips settled between her spread thighs. I quickly grabbed her slender wrists in my hands, and pinned them above her head, then went back to feasting on her lips and the skin of her jaw and neck.

Transferring both her wrists to one of my hands and keeping them in place, I used the other to grab one of her breasts, roughly massaging it through her T-shirt and bra, eliciting another gasp.

Shifting my body to one side and partially off her to give myself access, I thrust my hand down the front of her pants, inside her underwear, finding her hot and wet. She bucked her hips up toward my hand.

"Oh, Jade!" Her voice was breathy and full of need.

I rubbed her with a few firm strokes, knowing right then that I had her - I could make her come in seconds if I wanted to just from my hand down her pants. But I wanted more. More buildup. More contact. More of her against me. More of us together as we gasped and moaned our way towards ecstasy.

I stopped what I was doing and reached for the waistband of her sweats. When she saw my intentions, she lifted her hips up off the ground to enable me to slide the sweatpants down her long, toned legs, taking her underwear down as well. I'd had to let go of her wrists to do so, but I noted with satisfaction that she'd kept her arms submissively stretched out above her head, just where I'd left them, and didn't make any attempt to reach for me or cover herself up from my hungry gaze as my eyes roved up and down her tanned flesh. Good girl. Looked like she was learning who was in control here.

Resuming my earlier position half on top of her, I reached up one hand to pin Tori's wrists again, but instead she tried to take hold of my hand in her own. Deciding to reward her for her recent positive attitude change, I allowed it. I dropped a brief kiss on her full, now-slightly-swollen lips, and trailed my other hand down the front of her body, down to her heated centre. My fingers played back-and-forth between her slick folds, then I thrust two of them inside her, making her moan wantonly.

My short skirt had hiked up during our tussling and moving around on the floor, and now I took advantage of Tori's conveniently placed nearer-leg. I trapped her thigh between my own upper legs, and began grinding my panty-clad crotch against it, resisting the temptation to close my eyes as my body welcomed the delicious stimulation it had been craving all night (all week?). I wanted to watch her as I made her come. And I wanted to come myself whilst I was watching her. Which meant - judging by her current flushed state, and her obvious verbal and physical reactions to every little movement I made with my fingers - I needed to catch up.

I briefly stopped what I was doing again, so as to free up a hand - Tori made a small noise of disappointment which I found very satisfying - and reached up under my bunched-up skirt to quickly pull aside the crotch of my thong panties. I resumed humping Tori's thigh, this time with my pussy directly against her skin, giving me the increased friction I needed. When Tori felt my wetness against her, and realised what I'd done, she moaned loudly.

"Oh God! Yes, Jade!"

I slid my fingers back inside her, and began finger-fucking her again, timing my thrusts with the the movements of my hips against her thigh, so as to exaggerate the sensation of her being fucked by me. I kept my rhythm steady and not-too-fast, so as to draw it out and make it last, but I soon felt my orgasm looming, and I could tell Tori had been on the edge for a while now. I took mercy on her and started rubbing her clit quickly with my thumb, whilst simultaneously speeding up the thrusts of my hips against her leg.

"Keep your eyes open," I ordered her. "I want you to know exactly who is fucking you."

She did just that, and I got to watch every tiny nuance of her expression as we blasted off into ecstasy together.

"Oh fuck! Ohh!" I screamed out as I came, the orgasm convulsing my body, all the night's tension coalescing and exploding in that one moment.

"Oh God! Jade!" Tori was spasming and gasping beneath me as well.

I collapsed on top of her, and we lay there for a while, trying to catch our breath. My head was resting on her shoulder, and I could smell her sweat mingling with the scent of her hair. I was still holding one of her hands in mine above her head, but now she brought her other hand down and rested it lightly on my shoulder, gently stroking up-and-down along my upper arm. I was enjoying my afterglow too much to be bothered making her move it. I lifted my face up so I could look into her beautiful, very flushed face, and leant down to give her a slow kiss. Despite the powerful and very fulfilling climax I'd just had, I felt my passion rekindling a little. There were still so many things I wanted to do with her, but the urgency was gone now. And the 'very specific plans' that I'd mentioned previously also included a certain redhead whom I'd banished to the corner earlier, when she'd been acting more annoying than cute.

But Cat just refused to stay banished. "Now can I stop sitting in the corner?" she called out. "Or am I gonna get left out again? S'pose you two just expect me to take care of myself, huh? Really wish I'd brought my vibrator now…"

Judging by her expression, I think Tori had forgotten Cat was there.

"Of course you don't have to stay over there, Cat!" Tori called out, interrupting the redhead's complaints. She got a sly look on her face. "In fact… I think Jade still has some tension that she wants you to help relieve." I growled at her, but she just cheekily stuck her tongue out at me, then said, "Why don't you come over here and join us, Cat?"

"Jade has to be the one to ask me," Cat replied peevishly. "And she has to ask me nicely." I just rolled my eyes.

"Go on! Ask her!" Vega stage-whispered at me.

"No!" I stage-whispered back.

"You were mean to her! You need to be the one to ask her."

"No, I don't wanna." Tori probably thought I was being childish, but I hated pandering to Cat's sulks.

"Just ask her!" the half-Latina began playfully poking me in the ribs to coerce my compliance. I grabbed her free, pokie hand, and pinned it up above her head again with her other one. I was expecting her to maybe look a little scared, but if anything she just looked aroused. I suddenly wanted to fuck her again, right then and there on the floor, for the second time. But she was pouting a little bit, and her eyes kept darting towards the corner where Cat still sat, waiting for me to 'ask nicely' for her to join us. Well, if the little redhead was going to keep distracting us anyway…

I rolled my eyes again, and sighed in resignation, "Fine. Cat, come on over here. Apparently Tori wants you to do naughty things with us."

"'Kay'kay," chimed Cat, as she hopped up, and practically skipped over to us, looking very ready and willing to get her naughty on.