“Alrighhhhttyyyyy” Carrie stops, interrupted by a hiccup, “ahem; thiss next games need partners, so everybody get in pairs. Couples together, and we should probably do boys and girls to keep it fair, since we’re more physsicallyy capable. I’ll pair with Harvey… and Mira can be with Max… and Taryn with Freddy… and James with Aunt Sofie! Everyone fits!”
“What about me?” Rudy asks Carrie, raising his hand.
“Somebody eat Rudy.”
“OR, Rudy with me, since you also didn’t give me a partner,” Madelyn says, poking Carrie from behind as she walks back over from her husband’s prison.
“You ssure? I’m kinda hungry…”
“How much have you had to drink?”
“Lotss. I’ve done it all, baby.”
Laughing with the rest of the group, Madelyn helped Carrie sit down on the couch, her head resting on Madelyn’s shoulder beside her as Uncle James got up from beside Aunt Sofie to pick up where Carrie left off.
“Ok, so what Carrie was getting to, is that the next game is a mix of pin the tail on the donkey, and blind man’s swag, with a slight vore theme.” He stops and picks up a roll of paper and something else held in his other hand, and walks over to the other side of the room, the most distant wall being maybe 20 feet away from the cluster of couches and chairs where your group sat. Unrolling the paper, he revealed the image of a toilet bowl, seen from above, the image filling the sheet and being about 2 feet wide by 3 feet tall. Using some sticky tack from his other hand, he put it up on the wall at just below eye level.
