Funny thread, Stacy. Bein' pretty much a guy my whole life, I understand dares. When I was young, all the tough jerk offs would dare me to do stuff. Stuff THEY were afraid to do! And, I usually would! However, even then I had a logical mind. If I thot I could do it without getting hurt, I would! Jumping off a roof onto a lawn? No problem! Vaulting into the yard with Fletcher's man eating shepard? In and out before he got near me! Roll down a big, steep hillside inside a tube of 6 or 8 inner tubes tied together? NOT one of my smarter dares! It started out rolling sideways as planned, piece of cake! But, soon picked up speed and went end over end all the way down! I held on for dear life! Somehow I stayed inside to the bottom. With the inner tubes skewed all over the place like a deck of cards! And, me dizzier than I've ever been. May have been my LAST DARE accepted from guys. After that, I think I just entered drinking, pissing, and burping contests! Lol!
However, back to the point of the thread. I was quite happy dressing alone in the closet until Sherry started reading the exploits of other girls here! Now, it's HER that keeps daring me to push the envelope! No idea who she gets that from! But, she seems to know what she's doing!
