She lay on her back giggling and panting with exertion at the same time, with her frock still up around her waist. Her panties had become slightly twi...ted, and Ted could see some of her pubic hair peeping out of the side. If any police had been passing, they would probably have been too busy pissing themselves laughing to arrest them, but even so Ted didn’t want to hang around. “Come on, chuck over the bag” Jo said, and to his slight disappointment un-knotted her frock and smoothed it down over. “Let’s play Truth or Dare,” she said brightly.I was focused on the peaks at the end of her boobs and didn’t hear her “What?”“Truth or Dare, you know, where one of us challenges the other to tell a truth or do a dare.”“I know what it is but its more fun with players who aren’t your sister.”“Oh, come on Chet, play with me.”Now there was an opening if I ever heard one, about a dozen different ideas of ‘play with me’ popped into my head. At almost fifteen, Erin is very nicely formed, transiting. We arrived and took our seats and then got on with the business of being students. It was some really boring subject I just couldn't connect with, logic or some such. I took copious notes and hopefully, come exam time, I would be able to piece the thing together. We exited one lecture into another. This was on programming, which was more down my alley. I managed to focus a bit better and came out of the lecture with some new concepts on typecasting and polymorphism filed away for future. It had to be done for the house, for her lifestyle and well even for her useless husband. But now her gut twisted, and her chest rose in a slow pant. Some of her tied back hair had escaped and now hung in strands across her freckled nose and high cheek boned features. Oh god, two... err, I... She stammered as the Asian man neared her.The Mask dropped his bag and gripped her slender wrist. On your feet you sexy little tart, he growled. His other hand rubbed across her t-shirt chest squeezing.