Trist
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Trista could scarcely remember the time when the plan to 'keep the party small' was destroyed. It had started out as a simple night of a couple of close friends drinking together... But being that none of those close friends were old enough to buy alcohol, more and more people were invited (or, to put it blantently, more and more people were invited to buy the alcohol and stay around to help drink it). The orginal plan of four friends partying together soon turned to a party of over twenty and growing.
Trista knew only half of who all was over at Nick's that night. All she knew was that she was getting absolutely hammered playing this damned UNO drinking game.
"Skip a turn and take a drink," Nick smiled, laying down his blue card. Trista sighed, taking a swig of her beer. With only five players, she didn't think she'd be getting fucked this badly. Everyone else at the party was doing their own thing -- dancing, making out on the couch, a few even playing Grand Theft Auto III on the Playstation 2.
The game continued between the five, Trista scarcely playing the game much mind. She took a drink when needed, played a card; mostly she observed the others at the party.
"Trista, it's your go."
Trista looked to Nick. "Oh...uhhh..."
Trista layed a reversal card. "Take a drink, Nick."
He flashed her his 'damn you' smile, as he did every time she made him drink. Trista couldn't help but notice how amazingly cute he was; he was 20, about 6', muscular, fair skinned with clean-cut dark brown hair, a goatee, icy blue eyes, and two piercings in his left ear. She could've melted.
Trista, herself, was 5'6", 120 lbs., with long curly blonde hair and blue eyes. Many admired her hourglass body build (38C-30-38), but Trista often took her own beauty for granted. Trista also sported three ear peircings on the lower section of each ear, and an extra along the tip of her left. She wasn't quite as wild looking as alot of the girls here, but she definately held an 'innocent' look to her face.
Trista knew only half of who all was over at Nick's that night. All she knew was that she was getting absolutely hammered playing this damned UNO drinking game.
"Skip a turn and take a drink," Nick smiled, laying down his blue card. Trista sighed, taking a swig of her beer. With only five players, she didn't think she'd be getting fucked this badly. Everyone else at the party was doing their own thing -- dancing, making out on the couch, a few even playing Grand Theft Auto III on the Playstation 2.
The game continued between the five, Trista scarcely playing the game much mind. She took a drink when needed, played a card; mostly she observed the others at the party.
"Trista, it's your go."
Trista looked to Nick. "Oh...uhhh..."
Trista layed a reversal card. "Take a drink, Nick."
He flashed her his 'damn you' smile, as he did every time she made him drink. Trista couldn't help but notice how amazingly cute he was; he was 20, about 6', muscular, fair skinned with clean-cut dark brown hair, a goatee, icy blue eyes, and two piercings in his left ear. She could've melted.
Trista, herself, was 5'6", 120 lbs., with long curly blonde hair and blue eyes. Many admired her hourglass body build (38C-30-38), but Trista often took her own beauty for granted. Trista also sported three ear peircings on the lower section of each ear, and an extra along the tip of her left. She wasn't quite as wild looking as alot of the girls here, but she definately held an 'innocent' look to her face.