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Part 4.

“What did she want?” James Milton asked, when Liam got back to the boys dorm.

“Nothing really,” Liam said, sitting down on his bed, “It was just a silly game they were playing.”

“What sort of game?” Paul Parker asked.

“Don’t know,” Liam said, getting back to his writing. “Some sort of dare game.”

Nigel Baxter took off his glasses. “You mean truth or dare?”

“May have been.” Liam put his pad back down on the bed. “Look, it was just that Bethany Turner was dared to touch my... you know, willy.”

Nigel raised his eyebrows. “Did she?”

“No,” Liam said, “She asked me to pretend that she did it and I said okay.”

“So, you turned down having Beth Turner touch your willy? You idiot.”

“She was scared,” Liam explained, “I didn’t want to make her do something she didn’t want to do.”

“You know, she owes you?” Paul said.

Liam shrugged. “So?”

“You could tell her that you’ll tell the other girls that she didn’t do it,” Paul said, “The way truth or dare works is that if someone doesn’t do a dare, they have to do a forfeit and the forfeit is a lot, lot worse than the dare.”

“So?” Liam repeated.

“So,” Paul continued, “If Beth doesn’t want to do a really bad forfeit, I bet she’ll do anything to stop the others finding out.”

“Anything?” James Milton chipped in.

“Anything,” Paul said. “You know you’ve got her over a barrel, so to speak.”

“Yeah,” James laughed, “I reckon you could even have her over a barrel, know what I mean?”

“What are you saying?” Liam said.

“You’re an intelligent bloke,” James said, “Text her. Tell her you’ll inform the others what happened if she doesn’t...” he paused, looking for the right words, “do what you want.”

“I promised her,” Liam said.

“Screw promise,” Paul said. “If you don’t do it, we will.”

Liam sighed. “But...”


To be continued...