A chorus of giggles fills the air as the teenaged girl and her friends huddle together, their bodies pressed close, their breaths coming in short gasps. They're playing a game, a game of truth or dare that's taken a decidedly naughty turn. The dare is simple: strip down to your underwear and perform a solo dance for the group. The girl, her heart pounding in her chest, stands up, her hands trembling slightly as she reaches for the hem of her shirt. She's legal, but barely, her body still lean and lithe, her breasts small and pert. She dances, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she sees the hunger in the eyes of her friends. She's not just dancing, she's teasing, her body writhing and twisting, her hands roaming over her skin, her fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down just a little, just enough to give a tantalizing glimpse of what's hidden beneath.