"Come on Trish, you can do it!" Gina cheered her on. Trisha took stock her precarious perch, balancing on her left foot. She was holding on a chunk of Alan's hair with her right hand and her right foot was all but tied up in the knot between Jake, Mandy and Simon. "Well, since half my body is already over there, I'll move over there completely." The group agreed that it was a good idea. She took a few tentative hops, stabilizing herself on Simon as she made her way over. Simon helped her cross him and decides to support Mandy's knee with his elbow so his left hand would be free to touch Trisha's back. Jake and Alan look back over their shoulders at the mess behind them and see Simon almost buried in Mandy's thigh as he supported both Mandy's right foot and Trisha's back with his left arm and Trisha's right foot with his right hand.
Damn lucky bastard, thinks Alan. Everything has gone downhill since the back-to-back with Gina. Now he was stuck facing outwards, balancing Gina on his back and leg and grousing about how fortunate Simon was. Simon was indeed thinking about his fortunes at the moment. Both Gina and Trisha were breathing-distance away from him and he marvelled at their toned legs. He could see her white panties through the legs of her blue shorts as they stretched wide above him.
Trisha could tell that Simon's gaze was flitting back and forth from the floor to her crotch. She shrugged it off. Games are meant to be played to win, and if Simon got a few lucky glimpses in the process, well, that was part of the game. "My turn!" she called out. "What's in it for me now?"
A 2-3 meant that she could not hold on to Simon for support, but instead needed to grab Alan's free right hand. Dropping her hand down between Gina and Jake, Alan met her halfway on his left side. Trisha has nice soft hands, he thought and he held on to her. "You've gotta help me keep my balance, Alan. If you move your head away or drop my hand, you're out!" Alan smiled, it wouldn't be so easy to get him out.
Alan drew 1-6 and Gina muttered under her breath. There is no way her back could stretch across Alan's leg, back and head! Rather than perform the impossible, she reluctantly opted to bow out. "What happens now?" asked Alan. "Well now that Gina is going out, anyone who is connected to Gina can let go." Gina was not entwined as much as the others, so she simply slipped herself out of the tangled mess and claps happily. "And then?" continued Jake. "You have to make the connection that Gina couldn't or you're out too." explained Mandy. "So I need to touch Alan's head with my back?"
"Wait a minute before you do that. I'm going to turn around so it's easier for me." Alan turned around slowly, making sure not to break the connection with Trisha. "Now I can support you easily." Trisha smiled her appreciation as Alan dipped lower to touch Jake's back with the side of his head. "Hope you washed your feet today, Mandy." Mandy wiggled her toes in front of his face and Alan faked a bite, eliciting her laugh.
"Now, now you two. Play nice!" Jake picked 5-5 from the bag. "Wow, my right foot to your right leg?" Mandy looked perplexed. "Well it's doable, but..." "What's matter, Mandy? Losing at your own game?" taunted Jake. What is she going to do, Simon wondered. Her right leg was on Jake's back and his elbow was locking her knee.
"Trish and Simon, you're going to have to lower a little so I can get up." Up? Simon and Trisha shrugged and complied. "I don't see how you're going to make it," remarked Trisha. "You'll see." Mandy promised.
Mandy picked herself off the floor, trailing her right hand along Jake's left side to the edge of his shorts as she stood up, sending shivers up his spine. Now standing on her left foot, she inched forward so her right thigh was connected to Jake's back and her right foot was hanging free. "Jake, take a step back with your right leg," she instructed. With his right leg extended backwards and a little more pushing, she managed to touch the back of his right thigh. "I've made it!" she crowed, the other five people looking on amazement.
"That's impressive," Gina clapped, the only one with free hands to do so. "This is picture worthy!" She declared, retrieving her cell phone from the couch. Before anyone could object, she had snapped two pictures of Mandy seemingly on Jake's back and Simon's arm wrapped around her thigh.
Mandy's turn revealed a 5-1 which meant that Simon needed to bring his head to Mandy's right leg. He had many options and chose to nestle his head at the small bit of exposed skin between her green shorts and his arm wrapped around her leg. Mandy suppressed a smirk. She knew he'd go for it. She considered wiggling her butt against his cheek but thought the better of it.
Simon's turn produced 2-4. Trisha needed to make her standing left leg connect with the over utilized left arm. Since his arm was entwined around Mandy's thigh and then her back, she knew that it was nigh impossible. But she wasn't going to give up so easily! "Simon, I want you to stretch down and touch my leg." "There's no way I can reach that far. I need to be in contact with your back or you're out." Trisha slid down his arm so her back was resting against Mandy's thigh and touching the inside of his upper arm. This brought her hip right up against his face and now his hand was free. But he couldn't reach low enough to grab her thigh.
"The leg goes all the way up to the butt right?" she asked Mandy. "Yes that would count," Mandy remarked innocently, even though she knew exactly what needed to be done and what Trisha would do. "Simon, rest your hand on my left cheek." Simon willingly complied, even giving her butt cheek a greeting squeeze. Trisha flinched, but didn't break any connections.
That exercise in contortion completed, Trisha drew 2-2 from the bag. Alan easily took her left hand in both hands. Alan picked 4-4 and shuffled his left foot over to Jake's. Jake got 4-1; Mandy needed to bring her head to the same left foot. Knowing that the impossible task had come, Mandy too bowed out. Simon seemed to be pouting as she extricated herself from the tangled web and he had to touch Jake's leg with his head.
"There are only 2 more tiles in the bag," noted Gina, who had taken more incriminating photos as Mandy was climbing out from Simon's grip. "Well we'll play to the end of the bag and then we'll take a break," Trisha decided for them all. "And since I'm the last girl standing, I should be the winner."
"We'll see," said Simon as he picked up 5-4. "There are still 2 more steps for you." "This one is easy. Simon, move your right foot over to my left." She crowed triumphantly as the last tile was 1-2. She shoved her head into Alan's left hand and they were done!
"Great job guys, we all survived Mandy's game." Alan clapped Jake on the back and gave Simon a mock punch. Next time, he'll be the lucky one, he swore.
"How did you guys find it?" Mandy smiled.
"I thought it was a great game!" remarked Simon. "I'm sure you did, you big perv!" Trisha exclaimed in mock horror.
"Let's take a break and play again!" Gina offered. No one was going to disagree.
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If you liked this game and the story that came with it, please give it 5 stars. I've thought up variants and other ways to play it and I'm thinking of sequels. If you liked the game a lot, and want to try it out in real life, you may do so, but I reserve all rights to the game and the concepts behind it. If you'd like to write a story involving your own characters or even some of mine, please do so with a mention or reference to this story/article.