"Truth or Dare"
It was the onset of nightfall, on a late November evening when the four of them had gotten together to celebrate Andrea's promotion to Vice President of Advertising. Andrea and Alex had been married for twelve years and they had invited Andrea’s two best friends, Sheila and Melissa, over for Dinner. The conversation flowed as freely as the liquor, and the evening was progressing well. With their dinner over, Andrea suggested that they all move into the den, with the warm glow of firelight to set the mood.
The girls plopped onto the thick pile carpet in front of the warm roaring fire, each with a fresh drink. Alex had his usual thin-lipped mug of premium beer. Sheila scooted closer to Alex to tease him.
"Hey Alex, want to play strip-poker?" She giggled.
"You'd have to ask Andrea that question Sheila," Alex coolly replied. "It's her party.”
"How about 'Truth or Dare?" Andrea changed tactics, catching the gleam of her husband's eye.
"I don't think it's a good idea," Alex put his two cents in. "You girls always play the truth part, and never the dare. Where's the excitement?"
"Oh, I don't know about that Alex," Sheila said with a raised eyebrow. "Maybe, Sheila will take off her clothes and make x-rated snow angels outside!" Melissa laughed and spilled her drink on the stone hearth. "Oops, alcohol abuse!"
"Truth!" The two girls said at the same time as they ganged up on each other.
"Ok now, something secret," Melissa said to Sheila. "Something that you've never told anyone else before."
"Ok!" Sheila said, matter of fact, and turned towards Alex. "Alex, I'm madly in love with you! Have been since the day I met you," she confessed.
"Bullshit! That's no secret!" Andrea attacked her with a fluffy pillow. "Now you have to take our dare!"
"Ok! Ok. Ok... Go ahead, and make my day!" Sheila surrendered.
"Hmm, you have to give Alex here, a big hot kiss on the lips!" Andrea announced to Sheila.
"Oh come on girlfriend, you can do better than that!" Sheila stood up, and leaned over towards Alex, then looked over her shoulder at Andrea, smiling.
"How about one of my 'specials?"
"Wha- Whadaya mean, specials?" Alex asked her, uncomfortable that the attention was now on him, his reaction.. Sheila turned back to Alex.
"That's right! You've never had one of my 'melts in your mouth, long, hard, wet kisses that last three days!" Alex's eyes were as big as quarters.
With just a hint of hesitation for effect, Sheila planted a very light kiss upon Alex's lips. "There," Sheila said, smiling back at Andrea. "Is that what you wanted to see?"
"Well done!" Andrea nodded back in approval. "You passed the test with flying colors!"
"Next!" Sheila said, turning her focus on Melissa. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth, I guess." Melissa said sheepishly.
"Ok now," Andrea said to Mel. "Something you've never told anyone, not even me." Melissa thought for a moment, and nervously ran her finger around and around the edge of her glass, looking into the fire before she finally spoke.
"The last time he hit me..." She swallowed hard before continuing. "I - I never told anyone, but I was- I was pregnant!"
"Mel!" Andrea put down her drink and was at Melissa's side in an instant, holding Mel's hand tightly in her own. "Why? Oh honey, what happened?"
Melissa took a deep breath, then began.
"I had know for a while I guess, before I finally bought a test to confirm it," she teared up as she looked at Andrea. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you Andrea, I just wanted him to be the first to know. I guess I just thought that maybe it might make a difference, that maybe it might change things. Of course, I was dead wrong. It sent him into a blind rage! He started screaming at me, saying that I'd planned it all just to try and change him. Anyway, he started hitting me like he always ends up doing; and I did my best to fight back, but I was trying to protect the baby. He noticed. He stopped. Then he got this look in his eye, and I knew what he was going to do. I felt so alone, so helpless. I felt so defeated."
Andrea and Sheila were both at her side, trying to help her through this. Melissa wiped the tears from her eyes, and half-smiled at Alex to get her another drink; which he immediately retrieved for her, his own eyes wide and watery.
"Go on sweetheart," Andrea said to her. "Tell us about the baby."
"Well, after he had finished- After he had forced me to- I locked myself in the bathroom. I knew- I just knew I had lost the baby. I just sat there, on the toilet, and cried. I couldn't stop, couldn't hold back the pain and the loss. I sat there for the longest time, exhausted and spent. Then, when I finally got the strength, I got up, flushed, and went into the bedroom to get dressed. When I came out, the bastard was watching cartoons. Do you believe that? He was watching fucking cartoons."
Melissa was glad her friends now knew the truth, as she was finally and completely over it. She was done. "Next!" Melissa said to Andrea. "Truth or dare?"
"Dare!" She said with a mocking smile of confidence. "I'll take the dare!"
"Ok, strip for us," Alex said matter of fact. "Strip for us all!"
"Alex!" Sheila said with raised eyebrows and a wry smile.
"Andrea wanted to play, so let’s play!" He replied. Andrea's eyes made no attempt to hide that she found this very interesting. She smiled at Sheila and Melissa as she got up of the floor. Andrea took her time looking through their large collection of CD's, searching for just the right song. Andrea smacked her lips together when she found what she was looking for, and put the disc into their BOSE sound system. She made the appropriate song selection, adjusted the volume way up, and waited for the song to cue up, anticipating their reaction.
"I lie in an empty bed... thinking late thoughts, waiting for the black to replace... my blue. I do not struggle in your web- because it is my aim to get caught. But daddy longlegs, I feel... that I'm finally growing weary of waiting to be consumed by you..."
As Fiona Apple's voice oozed from the twelve tiny, but loud speakers throughout the room, Andrea's fingers dipped into her mouth, seductively sucking, then, slowly withdrawn, tracing her lips with the moisture, teasing. Andrea’s body was undulating to the sexy, sassy singer's rendition of "The First Taste." Her hands moving between the straps of her dress, then disappearing underneath.
"Give me the first... taste, let it begin... heaven cannot wait...forever."
Andrea's eyes never left her husband's as she danced to the hypnotic melody.
"Darling, just start the chase... I'll let you win, but first you must make the endeavor..."
Inch by inch, Andrea began revealing more skin; the straps falling off her shoulders, then lower, all eyes glued to her- her bare breasts were barely covered by her hands. A flash of nipple, made Sheila gasp out loud. Andrea continued without missing a beat, as if she was a pro. Alex couldn't believe his eyes as she proceeded even lower.
"Oh, your love gives me a heart contusion... Adagio breezes fill my skin with sudden red- Your hungry flirt, borders intrusion..."
Andrea let her dress fall to the floor as she continued her seduction. She was dressed now only in lace panties and garters with stockings, she unsnapped first one, then the other.
"I'm building memories on things we have not said... Full is not heavy as empty, not nearly my love, not nearly my love... not nearly..."
Andrea slid her left stocking down, then off her leg, and draped it over Alex's face.
"Oh my God Andrea, You've been moonlighting as a stripper!" Sheila said, her eyes transfixed on the decadent movements of her friend. Melissa was into it too, laughing in-between sips of her drink, switching to something harder from the bar for the occasion, straight Wild Turkey! Alex was mesmerized as the other stocking made it's way down his wife's long, luscious leg, and joined the other, still draped over his head.
"Give me that first taste, let it begin... heaven cannot wait... forever. Darling, just start the chase... I'll let you win, but first you must... Make the endeavor..."
Andrea turned around, tossed her head back, letting her long golden hair cascade down her bare back, rolling her head from side to side to the music. Her hips swaying, legs together, then apart, then together, fingers tucked into the edge of her white lace panties. Alex's eyes were glued to the scene that was unfolding, and he was smiling like a Cheshire Cat. Melissa was moving to the music and still laughing, not believing what she and the others were witnessing.
"The first taste, let it begin... heaven cannot wait... forever - Start the chase... I'll let you win, but first you must make the endeavor..."
Andrea’s fingers pulling down satin sin over perfect curves, and pulling down and out through those shapely legs.
"Ahaa... Oooo... Dada... Dadooo... Ahaa... Oooo... The first taste..."
Andrea placed the silken undergarment over her husband's head where her stockings had once been, just as Fiona Apple's "First Taste," came to perfect end.
"Jesus H. Christ!" Alex burst out to his wife, shifting uncomfortably, trying to hide his excitement. They all clapped and whistled cat-calls as Sheila got up and kissed Andrea on her cheek.
"Girl, you got skills!" Sheila told her with a flush face. She started helping Andrea by picking up her clothes when Andrea stopped her.
"Leave ‘em! I'll just go put on something more comfortable," with that, Andrea disappeared into the bedroom.
Sheila turned her attention towards Alex. "Next!" She said, pointing her finger at Alex, wagging it back and forth- taunting him. "Truth or dare?" she demanded to know. Andrea returned wearing Michigan Wolverines jersey, big enough to cover her entire body, underneath the jersey, only satin blue bikini panties.
"Now that's more like it!" She said with relief, now that all the attention was now focused on her husband. "Next!" She repeated Sheila's previous question to Alex. "Truth or dare Alex?"
"Uh, truth! I- I mean dare!" He quipped back, uncomfortable that he was the last to go.
"Shit!" He paused, finally giving in, giving up, as he realized the situation he was now in, knowing there was no other way out. "Truth," he said to Andrea. “Truth."
Alex wasn’t so sure that he was going to go through with this. He went to the bar, fixed himself a double Jack and Coke, and stood with his back to the girls facing the fire. He took a strong hit form the drink before he began.
“My partner, Rose and I got a domestic disturbance call, and in this city, that could mean anything. We were expecting it to be routine; however, we were wrong, dead wrong.
When Rose and I get to the scene, we knocked on the door, show our badges and credentials, and ask if we could come in. The wife says that this is a bad time, but we told her we really needed to come in to ask a couple of questions to make sure everything was on the up and up. When she lets us in, we were met by a huge Rottweiler. He musta’ been at least 150, 160 pounds, and he wouldn’t shut up, he just kept barking and barking. The woman, she’s still upset, and starts babbling about something that neither Rose nor I caught. Then, her old man gives her ‘The Eye’ and she shuts up.
“Rose, he takes the wife and sits her down in the kitchen, while I talk with the husband. I asked him about the squabble between him and his wife, he says she’d gone off about how he’d dropped off the kid at his sister’s place before she’d gotten home from work.
Says the kid wouldn’t stop crying and he’d gotten sick of it.
“I told Rose that I had gotten ‘zilch’ from the husband and that we should take them both down town for further questioning. Rose calls another squad to pick the wife up, while we take the ‘Slob’ to see if we can find the sister and hopefully, the missing kid. As an afterthought, I called Animal Control to come and get the dog,” Alex shook his head in disbelief. ” That Goddamned dog, just wouldn’t shut up.
“Rose and I came up empty at the sister’s house, so once we got to the precinct, I put the ’Armpit’ in a holding cell and gave him the Miranda. He asked me what he’d been arrested for, and I told him to take his pick; disturbing the peace, domestic violence, assault and battery, kidnapping, or murder. Then there was my personal favorite, generally stinking up the place. He tells me that I got nuthin’ on him, then lawyer’s up.
Alex began pacing the room as he spoke. The girls were transfixed on Alex’s every move, his every word. He fixed himself a fresh drink before continuing.
“Dickhead’s story about his sister having the baby just wasn’t checking out. A few hours later, we get a call from the morgue, they think they have located the body so we high-tail it over there to see if they have a positive ID, and witness the autopsy.”
Andrea had noticed that Alex had turned pale. His voice cracked slightly when he spoke, so he downed his fresh drink and tried again.
“Mack the knife, the M.E. had already started the autopsy when we arrived. Neither Rose nor I had been briefed, so nothing could have prepared us for what we were about to witness. The canine’s body was on the examination table, and I thought to myself, ‘What the fuck is that doing here?’ The M.E. had made a long, Y-shaped incision from the base of the upper chest, down to the genitals. Then, he opened up the abdominal cavity, exposing the inner stomach. What he did next, I still have nightmares about.
“The stomach opened; next, the M. E. probed inside and started removing tiny body parts. First; there was a piece of an arm, then a hand. Next; came part of the leg, then the foot. Then came the rest, my body went totally numb and ridged as he pulled each piece out and carefully placed then in the steel bowl, like pieces to a puzzle.
“I thought- ‘My God! How could this have happened? What kind of monster could do this?’ That’s when Rose grabbed a can, and puked his guts out! I bolted out the door before I lost my lost my own lunch!”
When the realization of what Alex was telling them finally sunk in, the horror of it was devastating! Andrea started crying, big teardrops rolling down her cheeks. Shelia was in denial, and in total shock. Andrea stood up to look Alex directly in the eyes.
“My God, Alex,” Andrea said in utter, desperate disbelief. “He killed the baby?” She couldn’t quite get the last few words out of her mouth. “He- He killed the baby, and he fed him to the dog? No!”
Melissa rushed to the bathroom to throw-up. Alex himself, had tears rolling down his face as he spoke. Alex was done. It was finished. He turned around, towards the fire, and added one last thing.
“I spent the next several days on personal time, talking to department shrinks, they did no good. I finally ended up in confessional. The Priest asked me- He wanted to know why I had lost my faith in God,” Alex turned to face Andrea.
“Can you believe that? He wanted to know why I had lost my faith.”
Alex stood for a while, with his back to them. His sobs had subside somewhat, his body spent and ridged. Finally, Andrea could not take it anymore, her heart breaking for her husband. She got up; walked over to him putting her arms around him, and held him tightly. He began to cry again. She couldn’t have known what he must be feeling. No, she could never imagine it. But something wasn’t right, she felt something different from him. Then, it came to her, he wasn’t crying. He was laughing. It started low; then unable to control himself, Alex laughed out loud.
“What the fuck!” Andrea was confused. “Why are you laughing Alex?” Then it hit her like a slap in the face. “Son-of-a-bitch! Bastard! It’s bullshit! It’s all bullshit isn’t it?” You made that whole story up, didn’t you? You sick asshole!” Andrea attacked him, hitting him in the back and arms, unleashing all her anger and hurt onto her husband. Then Alex turned around, and she slapped him hard in the face!”
Sheila and Melissa were totally lost. “What the fuck are you talking about Andrea?” Sheila asked in disbelief. “There’s no way he could have made all that up, right, Alex?”
“I’m sorry,” Alex said, defending himself as best he could. “You guys put me on the spot! I don’t have any secrets or truths hidden that Andrea doesn’t know about, besides; this was your game, I just tried to make it more interesting.”
“You lied to me, you son-of-a-bitch! It hurt!” Andrea was genuinely upset, which made Alex realize that he really screwed up. He bit his lip, and apologized to her again.
“Babe, I’m so very sorry. Please, please forgive me. Let me make it up to you!” Alex begged.
“No! Fuck you!” Andrea pushed him away, not budging. Then, it was like a light had been flipped on in her head. “You know,” she started to say to him, half smiling. “Payback’s a bitch!”
She turned to Sheila and Melissa and winked. “Come on girls! Let’s get him!” She commanded. The three women pounced on Alex like lions on a kill! Andrea led the pride. They started to tear his clothes off him in a mad frenzy! Alex was laughing, not fighting much at all; why should he, this was great!
The last of his clothes removed, Alex lay on the floor naked as the day he was born, with three beautiful women on top of him. Andrea whispered something in Sheila’s ear; who in turn, whispered to Melissa. As it turned out, Alex’s fantasy was short lived when they grabbed his arms and legs, and pulled him towards the front door.
“Truth or dare Alex?” Melissa dropped his leg as she opened the door to the cold outside. At this point, Alex really started to struggle, but it was too late; he was outside, on his ass, in the snow, before he knew what hit him.
“Hey! No- Wait!” He pleaded, as they shut and locked the door behind them. “Hey! Girls! Hey Andrea, I’m sorry! I’ll do anything you say- Anything!” At that moment, Alex realized he was standing outside; naked, for the world to see, pounding on the door, drawing even more attention to himself. He stopped, and just tried to blend in with the night shadows, with his backside facing out, hands cupped in a strategic location to keep them warm. Inside, the girls were all laughing.
“Hey Andrea, did you hear that?” Sheila had that look in her eyes. “He said that he’d do anything! He’d do anything at all!”
The three of them looked at each other, as they all came to the same idea. Without a second thought, Andrea smiled and said to them, “Truth or dare?”
“Dare!” Sheila said back to Andrea, her eyes as big and bright as saucers. With that; all three made a mad dash to the door to unlock it, and let a cold, naked, and embarrassed Alex, inside.
“You screwed up the truth part Alex,” Andrea said with a mischievous grin. “Now you have to take the dare!”
Alex tried to hide his embarrassment; yet, show his appreciation as they opened the door to let him in. “Ok, ok. Anything you say,” Alex said, teeth chattering. “Just hurry up and bring me back inside!”
“Come on in, you poor little boy,” Sheila teased, scooting him in with a goose on his cute, cold derriere. “And let us warm you all up!” The three of them led Alex to the warmth of the fire, where he sat down on the thick pile carpet, and tried; unsuccessfully, to hide his excitement. Sheila’s eyes widened as she sat down next to Alex. “Oh my,” she said, and smiled at Andrea, as they all looked down towards Alex’s lap. “Truth or dare?”