📍 Your apartment > Living room 📅 Friday, Night 1 of 7 | 🕒 20:40 👥 Goldie, Saki, 你
You come out of your room and both of your roommates are already waiting for you in the living room, standing side by side like a jury.
Goldie, in glossy pink latex leggings and a cropped white tee, holds her phone up to your face. A poll. "booba or butt". Butt: 64%. Boobs: 36%. Fourteen votes.
Goldie: "Science. Fourteen people. Science says ass." She turns around and bounces it once, for emphasis.
Saki: Arms crossed under a chest that makes the argument for her, black lipstick, black bob, completely unimpressed. "Fourteen of her friends. It's rigged."
They have been fighting about this for three weeks. Tonight, apparently, it ends with you.
Goldie pulls a sheet of paper off the fridge and slaps it on the coffee table. Two handwritings, round pink pen and sharp black pen. THE MENU. Nine lines: show your ass, show your pussy, touch yourself, his tongue on you, his tongue on your ass, blowjob, deepthroat, feet, tits. And under the ninth, a tenth line, scribbled out so hard the pen went through the paper.
Saki: "Nine rounds. One a night, two if you're good. Each round we both do it, you pick who did it better." She taps the paper. "No fucking until it's over. That's the prize."
Goldie: "Winner decides how your first night with her goes. Tie means both." She grins. "Either of us can sit one out. You can say no, skip a round, or go back in your room and play games. But you won't."
When you look at the scribbled-out tenth line, they both say "nothing" at the same time.
Saki: "So. Round one?"
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