" What ideas, Mistress?" Helen asked, now crawling down the hallway alongside the girl."Now that would be telling."A soft pull at her hair brought the...crawling woman to a standstill, and then a door was opened right next to her and she was guided inside. It was obviously Lisa’s bedroom, quite big, and the middle of the room was taken up by a huge four poster bed made of stainless steel. The walls were adorned with sliding doors made of steel and milky-white glass, giving the room a Japanese. I had fabricated several torches on bamboo poles and stuck them around the camp. I had used tightly wrapped fronds, which I had sprinkled with a bit of our precious hoard of JP5. The intrepid Jennifer had speared and skillfully pulled ashore a small shark. Over the weeks Brittany had progressively developed her culinary skills. She had been busy about the camp all afternoon.At the last gleam of sunset I had sparked the torches. The wind caught the suspended fires and whipped the flames. The. . she had been pretty vague.“Last time, for those that weren’t here, we played a bit of truth or dare, and, well, everyone had the best time ever ... correct?” This time there was a more vocal response, with the boys crying “Fuck ya...”, Niki, nodding, blushing, and Cheyenne looking around and going ‘Oh ... my ... yes ... it was ... wonderful...”“This time though ... its going to be Truth AND Dare ... but, try not to scare anyone away will you guys? ... If we think you are lying ... double dare. The girl at the counter weighed my luggage and hearing that I preferred a ‘window seat preferably with extra leg space’ instantly commented, “Ma’am, you are lucky to get a seat, as the flight is totally booked, but let me see the best I can do”. After fiddling with her computer keyboard for 3 to 4 minutes she shook her head and said, “Sorry ma’am, we are going to close the booking soon and I can see only about 10 seats remaining and no window or aisle seats either. So the choice I can offer you.