Saturday 23rd May 2015 -- Part 2
"Hey, this is a pretty cool apartment you've got here, you two," said Gina, looking around. "What do you think, Liam?"
"Yeah, it's great," he answered, trying to sound as though it was the first time he'd seen it.
"Anyone for a glass of wine?" asked Becky, holding up a full bottle of red.
"I'll get the glasses." I said.
"How long have you lived here?" asked Gina, sliding open the patio doors allowing cool air from across the bay to breeze in.
"About four years," I answered, taking the bottle from Becky and filling the four glasses.
She gave my hand a little reassuring squeeze and kissed my face gently. "Are you feeling a little better?"
"It must have been that burger in the casino. Maybe a bit too greasy," I said.
I took two glasses from the work top and handed one to Liam and one to Gina, but did I feel Gina's finger gently rub my hand as she took the glass from me? I invited them both to sit down as I moved past them on my way to the bedroom. "Just going to put my winnings away," I said as I left the room, fumbling in my pocket for my wallet.
"You didn't manage to play anything at the casino, did you?" I heard Becky say through the open door into the lounge. "I'm so sorry, that was because of me and David talking so much."
"Don't worry about it, we enjoyed the company," Liam replied.
"I'd much rather spend the evening drinking, anyway," Gina said as I returned to join them all. "People like me better when I'm drunk, at least men do." She wrinkled her nose sexily and gently nudged her elbow into Liam beside her. She turned her attention to me. "Now that you've safely stashed your cash away, you can get your glass of wine and join us, this is going to be a long night."
Over the next couple of hours, I noticed Becky was skillfully trying to pace the drinking, managing to limit the four of us to just two more glasses each. The conversation remained light hearted and none of us got too intoxicated, but I got a distinct feeling that Becky had something on her mind; she was definitely plotting the next step.
With Liam and I now having officially met, something that had come as much of a surprise to Becky as to me, who could tell where her evil little schemes would lead. I knew she would be forming some ideas that would be beneficial to herself and me, and with Liam having a girlfriend, I wondered what devilishly evil possibilities that would open up.
"This reminds me of those all-nighters, you know when you're a teenager and a group of you get together drinking and talking all night," Gina said.
"You're so right," Becky answered quickly. Had this simple recollection sparked an idea in her mind? It looked like it to me. "As you got more drunk, did you play those truth games..."
"Ask a question and you've got to answer truthfully," Gina jumped in, "like who did you give your first blow job to, things like that."
Liam and I laughed like schoolboys, and picking up on that, the girls laughed at us.
"I think they've played it before," Becky said, sitting forward enthusiastically. "We used to play a game, just the girls though, but we could all play it now. It's called, Wish, Tell, Grass."
"Wish, Tell, Grass?" I looked at Becky. "I've never heard of that before."
"A game I made up to play with my girlfriends, that's why none of you have ever played it." Becky grinned mischievously at me.
"Looks like we're all about to learn how to play it," Liam said.
"Ok," she said. "It's all very simple. First of all, it's 'Wish'. Each one in turn has to say what their deepest, most hidden sexual fantasy you would wish for. You may have done it before and want to do again, or it's maybe something you've always wanted to do but have never had the courage. You have to be truthful."
We all felt a nervous excitement, with me having most reason, probably. "What's the next bit? Tell?" I asked.
"Yes. Each person in turn has to confess something connected to sex, something naughty they've done in the past, which is maybe a secret or something they're ashamed of." Becky spoke slowly, looking at each of us in turn.
She was definitely up to something, the gleam in her eyes when they met mine told me that.
"And finally, it's 'Grass'."
"Grass?" Gina looked quizzically at Becky.
"Don't worry, Gina, I don't think anyone's going to suggest romping naked on the lawn," said Liam, smiling.
"How do you know that, Liam?" asked Becky, her eyebrows raised, which brought a worried look to his face. Satisfied she had his attention again, she continued: "Grass; it just means telling other peoples' secrets. Things they don't want made public. In this case, of course, I mean sexual things. So, you have the chance to grass someone up."
"Oh, I can be a grass," said Gina rubbing her hands and laughing as she looked at Liam.
"Who's up for it?" asked Becky.
"Me!" answered a very enthusiastic Gina.
"Go on then," both Liam and I mumbled.
Liam must have thought his secret encounter with Becky was safe, but he didn't know Becky as well as me.
"Who's going first?" asked Gina.
"Just so it's fair, I'm going to write each of our names down, and we'll draw out the order each will go." Becky produced a piece of paper and wrote out our names. She tore off each name and folded them separately.
She held all four pieces in her hand and leaned forward towards Gina. "You pick."
Gina took one of the pieces and opened it. "Liam!" she said triumphantly.
"Oh no!" He said, putting his head in his hands.
"Come on Liam. The truth, what fantasy would you wish for?" urged Becky.
"Ok," he said, steadying himself. "Just typical of me to be drawn first."
"It's usually me who pulls the short straw," I said, sitting back relieved I didn't have to start.
Liam spoke again quietly and shyly. "I know it's probably every man's fantasy but I'd like to have a sex session with two women."
A moment of silence fell before Gina spoke. "What a perv!"
"Very interesting, Liam," said Becky, smiling sexily at him. "Assuming Gina would be one, who would the other be?"
How mischievous Becky could be, I thought, as I watched Liam squirming.
"Yes perv, who'd the other one be?" demanded Gina.
"I... I don't know," stuttered Liam.
"Kept that naughty little fantasy quiet," his girlfriend continued with a wicked smile.
"Ok, who's next?" Liam tried to take the focus off himself by speaking to the rest of us.
Becky shuffled the remaining pieces of paper and handed them to Liam. "I'll let three in a bed Fred pick the next," said Becky.
Liam picked a piece of paper and smiled as he read the next name. "Gina!"
"Ooooh me. Well," she looked sheepish. "I can be a bit of a cruel bitch, so I'd like to give someone, preferably a man a really good hard spanking. I mean really hard, not just my hand but with a hard paddle or a cane," she enthused. "A long whippy cane."
Liam looked at her in shock. "That sounds quite vicious."
"Any particular person you have in mind?" asked Becky.
"No-one really, anyone would do, it's just a cruel thought I have sometimes."
"Maybe you should live in Singapore and become one of those prison guards who gets to cane prisoners," suggested Liam.
"I'd be up for that, unless there's any volunteers in this country?" she smiled invitingly at Liam and me.
