"Oh! I almost forgot."
Julia, who had been staring blankly at the fire, was startled by Chuck's comment. Only then did she belatedly realize she was still wearing clothes soaked by the rain.
But just as she reached back to take off the shirt, she suddenly sensed something. She turned her head and looked at Chuck with a knowing, half-smile.
"Hey, thank you so much for the 'reminder.'"
"You're welcome."
Seeing Chuck's triumphant smirk, Julia raised an eyebrow, but still bravely and openly stripped off the soaked shirt.
The light of the fire instantly enveloped her full, firm body.
Although this was not the first time he had admired her beautiful physique, Chuck was still momentarily captivated.
Her taut lower abdomen, where clear definition was visible, rose and fell slightly with her breathing. Wet strands of hair occasionally dripped water, sliding down her swan-like neck and leaving streaks across her large, full breasts.
Her pale purple lace bra was also saturated with residual dampness. The faint blue veins and deep red nipples were vaguely visible beneath the lace. Her white long legs and rosy feet were crossed, her soles close to the firelight. Her water-drenched toes occasionally spread and curled.
Chuck shamelessly admired her, his gaze finally settling on the shorts that hugged her voluminous buttocks.
He scratched his chin.
"I think your shorts are pretty wet too. Do you want to…"
"Hey, fuck you."
After two days of interaction, Julia was very clear about Chuck's intentions and responded by bluntly giving him a slender middle finger.
Chuck had no choice but to shrug helplessly.
The two sat around the firelight, lost in their thoughts, and time passed minute by minute.
The immediate crisis of survival was gone, replaced by an overwhelming sense of boredom.
Despite a few years difference in age, they were both young adults from the internet generation, whose brains were accustomed to constantly receiving fragmented information during leisure time. Suddenly having nothing to do but stare at a burning fire quickly became unbearable.
"...I'm so bored."
Julia hugged her knees. Her fair feet swung back and forth in the firelight, her eyes somewhat glazed over.
Seeing this, an idea suddenly sparked in Chuck's mind.
"This rain outside probably isn't going to stop today."
He stroked his chin and suddenly proposed, "Why don't we play a game to pass the time?"
"A game?"
As products of a culture that valued entertainment, the word "game" immediately brought a look of interest to the foreign woman's face.
"What kind of game?"
Knowing she was hooked, Chuck's smile grew brighter.
"Have you heard of Truth or Dare?"
"No, what is that?"
"It's a party game commonly played by young people in my country."
"A party game? Like beer pong?"
The foreign woman frowned immediately. "But we don't have any alcohol now?"
Chuck was stumped.
What the hell is beer pong?
But he shook his head. "No alcohol needed. I said it's a party game, not a drinking game."
Chuck then patiently explained the rules.
"Simply put, we take turns asking each other questions. There are no forbidden topics, and the person asked must answer truthfully."
Julia's eyes lit up as she listened.
Any question can be asked, and you must answer?
Interesting!
But then she remembered something and looked at Chuck, asking, "What if the person asked lies? Or just refuses to answer? What if you cheat?"
Well, well.
The rules weren't even fully explained, and she was already eager, even contemplating scenarios where she might cheat?
Chuck waved his hand.
"That's why the game is called Truth or Dare. If you don't want to tell the truth, you choose Dare, which means you have to do something."
"Do something? What?"
"Whatever the other person specifies. Anything."
He paused slightly here, then gave a mysterious smile.
"But this time, let's make the Dare permanent."
"If you don't want to tell the truth, you have to take off a piece of clothing. Likewise, if a lie is exposed, you also take off a piece of clothing."
With this proposal, Chuck's intentions were laid bare.
Julia put a hand on her hip and glared at him irritably.
"...You really have only one thing on your mind, don't you? You want to fuck me."
Chuck spread his hands, noncommittal.
The foreign woman sighed helplessly, then looked conflicted.
Although she didn't really want to let him win, truthfully, in those brief two minutes, no less than five questions she wanted to ask Chuck had already popped into her head.
The cunning Chinese man!
She pondered for a long time, hesitant, but finally slapped her thigh firmly. The soft, snow-white flesh, like mutton fat jade, instantly rippled.
"Game on. I'm not scared of you!"
"Terrific!"
Chuck was even happier, surprised that the foreign woman was so easily convinced.
"You go first, so you don't accuse me of bullying the little foreigner."
"Fine, I'll start!"
The 'little foreigner' was full of fighting spirit. She thought hard, then finally opened her mouth with a sly grin.
"Tell me, do you have a girlfriend right now?"
Chuck was taken aback by the question.
He scratched his chin, feeling that the 'little foreigner' was quite clever, immediately grasping the core of the game: mutual probing of privacy.
But she lacked boldness; the question was harmless.
This game is only fun when you raise the stakes.
"No."
Chuck answered truthfully, then immediately spoke. "Okay, my turn. Tell me the time and place of your last…"
"What the fuck? Wait a minute!"
Julia's eyes widened, and she stood up immediately.
"Just saying 'No' counts as an answer?!"
Chuck looked at her, puzzled, and retorted, "You asked if I have a girlfriend now. I answered you. Question and answer finished. What's the problem?"
"Shit…"
Julia opened her mouth, finding herself unable to argue.
She should have asked for more details.
She sighed in frustration and sat back down.
"Fine, your turn then."
"Tell me the time and place of your most recent masturbation session."
"FUCK YOU, Chuck."
Julia looked up at him, her expression utterly mortified, her cheeks as red as apples.
"Can you even ask a question like that?! Fuck you!"
Even with her open personality, she couldn't handle this missile-precise attack of a question.
If he had been a stranger, she would have slapped him already.
Despite the cursing, Chuck remained self-assured, as the game rules backed him up. "Didn't I say any question is allowed? There are no taboos, otherwise, what's the point of the game?"
Hearing this, Julia was stunned.
She finally understood the core mechanism of this game.
It was a contest of who could ask the most explicit question!
This awful Chuck! She absolutely had to retaliate with a vengeance on her next turn!
She fought an internal battle. After a long hesitation, she opened her mouth, preparing to just fudge the answer, but Chuck immediately spoke again, blocking her retreat.
"Just a reminder, lying also results in a penalty."
"…"
A cold sweat broke out on Julia's flushed face.
Why did he suddenly ask such a question, and remind her not to lie?
Last night…
Did he overhear her?
A layer of cold sweat instantly covered Julia's back.
Fuck…
If Chuck hadn't been so provocative yesterday—the shared bath, grabbing her foot—she wouldn't have felt that strange itch.
Coupled with the jet lag that kept her awake, she had resorted to a 'mystery sleep aid' she'd read about online.
The foreign woman was now filled with a thousand regrets.
She looked up, meeting Chuck's eyes, trying to gauge his expression.
But he still wore that slightly smiling, shameless look, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking!
Finally, she slowly stood up and smoothly pulled down the shorts covering her full hips, letting them slide down her snow-white legs.
The next moment, her large, round, white foreign butt appeared again in Chuck's line of sight with an extraordinary impact.
Her pale purple lace panties were stretched tightly by her voluminous buttocks, practically wedging into the cleavage, transforming the brief into a thong!
Chuck's eyes instantly glazed over again.
What a magnificent white ass.
This was arguably even sexier than when they bathed in the shallow sea, completely unclothed.
Julia knelt on the ground. Her figure, hot and toned, looked like it stepped straight out of a 3D modeling program. Wearing only her lace bra and panties, she showed no shame, only fierce determination on her face.
She looked at Chuck, gritting her teeth. "Again. My turn now!"
Chuck glanced at her determined expression, but his gaze settled once more on her exquisite buttocks and the pink and white feet crossed beneath them. He nodded casually while admiring the view.
"Go ahead and ask."
Julia was about to speak but suddenly stammered.
She wanted to ask Chuck the last time he was intimate with a woman, but she thought that wasn't something a man would be ashamed of; in fact, she had seen many guys her age brag about it constantly.
She considered asking Chuck the most embarrassing thing he'd ever done, but again, she didn't know his past, so the answer would be meaningless.
She thought of yet another question…
No, that one isn't bold enough.
That one won't work either.
For a moment, the foreign woman was staring at the fire, stuck in a lag-induced freeze like a video game character with high latency.
Chuck wasn't in a hurry, patiently waiting.
Suddenly, a thought flashed into Julia's mind.
She looked at Chuck, a slight smile curving her lips.
"Tell me the time of your most recent masturbation session. Oh, and the place, by the way."
Chuck was stunned to hear the exact same question as before.
While the rules didn't forbid repetition, people usually avoided it to keep the game interesting.
But Julia completely disregarded this, focused only on regaining control in the game.
This meant that, in Julia's mind, the outcome of this game was now more important than the entertainment value.
Seeing Chuck frozen, Julia's smile widened.
"Hey, hurry and answer. Don't lie, or I'll guess you probably…"
Before she could finish, Chuck smoothly slipped off his athletic shorts.
Honestly, Chuck wasn't embarrassed to answer.
He was a man; who didn't get off? He wasn't ashamed.
The reason he chose to strip was to ignite the fire of competition in the foreign woman's heart and, incidentally, to focus her attention entirely on the last remaining piece of clothing he wore.
And when Chuck saw the foreign woman's azure eyes subconsciously drift to his crotch, and a deep blush rise on her delicate face…
Chuck knew that the sounds he heard last night were not his imagination, and his current choice was absolutely correct.
Julia stared blankly at Chuck's exposed briefs, then suddenly snapped out of it and looked up at him.
"Hey, you have a tent again."
"It's a sign of respect for you."
Respect…
Julia was momentarily at a loss for words, but for some reason, she felt inexplicably delighted.
[Julia's Trust Level in you has increased by 2 points. Current Trust Level: 27 (Friendly)]
A line of text appeared on the screen before his eyes without warning, confirming Chuck's suspicion.
This foreign woman, though she constantly refused verbally, seemed to be very honest with her body, wasn't she?
"Hurry up, your turn."
For some reason, Julia suddenly turned her head away, and her voice urging him had a strange tone.
Chuck smiled and sat down, his 'tent' still standing tall.
Julia's posture had subtly changed at some point. She shifted from a 'duck sit' to a more alluring side posture, as if her body had gone soft, supporting herself with one hand on the palm leaf beneath her. Her rosy feet, crossed behind her buttocks, occasionally curled, suggesting impatience.
Outside the cave, the sky was completely dark, and the rain was intensifying.
After a moment of contemplation, Chuck finally made a decision.
It was time to move the game into the next phase.
"My next question is…"
Chuck deliberately paused for a moment to ensure Julia's full attention, then finally spoke.
"Do you currently have sexual desire for me?"
Like a petrifying laser, Chuck's question instantly froze Julia in place.
Her face first showed shock; she never expected such a question. But then, she flashed a charming, flirtatious smile.
"Hey, isn't that a little too sneaky?"
Honestly, it was.
If asking a repeated question was a minor taboo, then asking a direct question about the emotional and sexual state between the players involved was a major taboo.
One question could drastically change the relationship between the players.
Like now.
Julia pouted at Chuck. Although she had never played this type of game before, she knew Chuck was cheating a bit.
Yet, for some reason, she genuinely wanted to answer.
Under the firelight, the blonde, blue-eyed foreign woman finally revealed her true feelings to Chuck for the first time.
"Alright, Chuck."
Julia suddenly sat up straight. Her large, white breasts, encased in purple lace, looked like two firm, water-filled balloons, instantly revealing a dark cleavage abyss under the force of gravity. Her golden hair draped over them, releasing a faint body scent, as she slowly leaned closer to Chuck.
She extended her small hand and gently stroked Chuck's cheek, the exquisite, doll-like face wearing a captivating, flirtatious smile.
"I admit it, I am somewhat attracted to you…"