My turn

It was only a few seconds before I started feeling what I now know to call a buzz. My face got very warm, my lips were slightly numb, and my thoughts seemed to wander. It was a few moments before I realized it was now my turn. Who should I ask? I was feeling a bit daring, slightly adventurous. I'd managed to fool several people in close contact about my gender over the last few weeks, and I was starting to have a lot of fun. I relaxed a bit, and thought about my situation. I'm surrounded by six girls who have no idea who or what I am. I was drunk with power, or at least the long island iced tea. What could I get away with? I looked around. Bobbi was to my right. She was wearing an outfit almost exactly like mine, but she filled it out so much better. Jen, just past her, was wearing a New Kids on the Block baby tee with jeans. Lisa was wearing tight short shorts and a tank top. Tina wore a denim miniskirt with a polka-dot halter-top, and Amy was decked out in a knee-length white frilly strapless dress and a tiara. Apparently, she'd spent the morning at some formal event. Who would I want to know more about? Who would I want to see do something crazy? I picked...