Lies and Truth

There was just a puddle of people left at the party. The three of them at the table: Sally, Eliza and Alessandra.

“Let’s play a game!” Alessandra suggested, and grabbed Sally’s hand. “Two truths and a lie maybe?”

Sally burst out laughing.

“What are we, children?” She said, looking at the shine in Alessandra’s eyes and her inky black hair. 

It was then that Leon walked over, even though their introduction had been brief, it had been intense. He had stared at Sally for a great deal of the evening, and when she finally lost him now he was standing in front of ner. 

“Truth or dare!” Alessandra yelled out gleefully, taking Sally and Leon’s hands. “I dare you to kiss!”

Leon smiled, and looked down at them. Sally bit her lip. She would not lie–he was very sexy. Extremely tall, dressed elegantly in a suit and drinking–savoring the same glass it seemed of magenta-colored wine for the entire night. The way he looked at her made her feel tight between her legs. He was not asking her for sex, but she knew if she engaged him it was on the table without a question.

“Alessa, stop trying to cause trouble!” He said, as Eliza pulled at the skirt of her Alessandra’s dress.

Alessandra laughed loudly and put her hand over Eliza’s.

“How else am I supposed to get a foursome started?” She asked innocently, only she could innocently ask how to get a foursome started.

At this point, Sally realized that these people might have all slept with each other. Forgetting Eliza’s polyamory–how could she have—It was very possible that Alessandra thought it was a possibility for the four of them.

“Or a fivesome?” Alessandra asked. “I forgot about Calvin.” She placed her hand over Sally’s for forgiveness.

“Alessa,” Eliza said, widening her eyes, and something passed between the two of them that Sally could not put her finger on but she knew that Eliza was serious. “She’s like this when she drinks too much,” Eliza said, and Alessandra wrapped her arms about her.

“I am drunk,” Alessandra grinned goofily.

She looked like she might be sick, and Eliza took her hand leading her to the ladies’ room.

Sally looked after them, when she stilled at the timbre of Leon’s voice.

“I did not know you were with someone,” he said looking down at her. “I told Alessa you were beautiful and she did not mention your Calvin.”

“It’s okay,” she said, and he moved closer to her. 

Sally last looked up at him, and she stepped back. He said one thing but she did not trust his dark eyes on her, like the darkness of impending precipitation.

Eliza and Alessandra came back, holding hands and the darkness of Leon swept over Sally, and she started to breath again. Calvin came out just then, and she fell into arms.

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