Amber felt overdressed in her tight black mini dress as she walked into the dimly lit frat party. The smell of stale beer and sweat filled the air. She scanned the room until her eyes locked onto a tall, muscular guy with messy brown hair, named Max. Max was known around campus for his legendary parties and his insatiable sexual appetite.
As Amber approached him, Max's friend, a shorter guy with shaggy blonde hair, named Dylan, appeared out of nowhere and whispered something in Max's ear. The two burst out in laughter, and Amber felt a sharp pang of uncertainty. "What's so funny?" she asked.
"Oh, nothing," Max smirked. "Just wondering if you're ready to get a taste of our little game."
"What game?" Amber's voice was shaking slightly.
"It's simple," Dylan grinned, his eyes hooded with mischief. "We play a little game of truth or dare, but with a twist."
"And what's the twist?" Amber asked, feeling a bead of sweat run down her lower back.
"The dares," Max said, stepping closer to her. "They're sexual. And you have to do them in front of the whole party."
Amber hesitated, but the thought of being the center of attention, the thought of letting go of her inhibitions, excited her. "I'll play," she said, her voice more confident than she felt.