) “Remove your bra without taking off your shirt” was easy. Just about every woman has done that a few times.One woman got “remove your panties�...�. She was wearing slacks so she refused and had to buy a round for the table. (the more rounds we drank, the fewer refusals were made. Go figure)The dare went to the next woman. She was wearing a skirt so she slipped them off and put them on the table. That brought a round of applause from the bar. The next lady said she was glad she didn’t get picked. She said tome, 'It was written in your karma Nikki dear, if you were born in Indiayou would probably be one of the 'castrati' there, they call them'hijras' in Hindi and they play quite a role in Indian culture.' I wasquite intrigued by her remark about hijras, I never heard of them, I wasgoing to Google them during my free time. The other major issue the past two weeks was the Work Contract I had tosign as 'domestic worker' Nikki Carson with my employer Mrs. PamelaManley. I read it carefully;. ..Then it passes... The hand continuing its slow and soft exploration of you...You lie back realising that you don't know who or what is doing this to you, being defiled by an invisible force, the possibility of stopping flickers through your mind, just as a cold wetness covers your left nipple, making you moan and arch up. You slowly look down through the haze of pleasure, you see your softly glistening nipple in the glow from your forsaken laptop and you feel the pressure build as an. “Pauli and I are the only ones with clothes on.” Seeing Robert’s pleasure fueled my bravery to continue stripping.I was ready for cards to be over and our sexual exploration with this other couple to continue. I suggested Pauli and I cut the deck to see who would shed the rest of our clothes first. I can’t believe I was moving this game along faster. Just a little while ago, I was stalling on stripping, now I raced towards complete nakedness.Of course, I lost the cut. Fear overtook arousal once.