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Lying and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them, Class #3

"Hello!" Jarod waved to the gathered students. The bandage was gone from his head, but the stitches were still visible. "Today we'll be learning about how to keep a secret, and I mean a real secret here, one that someone's life is depending on, by telling the truth."

"The kicker here is that someone will be asking you questions, trying to find out what the secret is. It's your job to answer their questions as completely as possible, but to still keep that secret. Then you'll switch. You'll each pick a secret of your own, and write it down on a piece of paper before you start. Then, your partner will write down what they think the secret is when they're finished, and show it to you. I'm trusting you to tell them if they got it right."

"Also, please feel free to have some coffee, juice, fruit, and bagels," he gestured at the table behind him.

[ooc: No Jarod until 6 pm EST, pair up and have fun!]

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"At the same time?" asked Elizabeth, smirking herself.

"Yup."

"Do I know these people?" asked Elizabeth curiously.

"I'd be very surprised if you did."

"Okay, so it's about you and several other people from when you weren't in Fandom?" said Elizabeth.

Eyes twinkling, he nodded. "You're on exactly the right track."

"Mm, is it sexual in nature?" she asked, still grinning.

"Eventually, but it didn't start out that way." Winking, he added, "I was pretty sure it was going to, though."

Elizabeth laughted. "Did they start out in a position of power over you?"

"I have to say yes, they did. They definitely held the upper hand." He couldn't hold back a snicker, but he quickly got it under control. "Again, I didn't know it, though."

"Why didn't you know that?" asked Elizabeth, tilting her head curiously.

"Because they didn't tell me?" he offered, being a smart ass. "Because there was no way that I could tell they had the upper hand when we started. I didn't figure it out until about halfway through."

"Is who they were the secret?"

"Not who they were. And not entirely."

"Who they represented?" asked Elizabeth, frowning slightly.

"No, they didn't represent anyone. It was a purely personal affair. Recreational, even. Though there were reasonably high stakes." And he snickered again.

"What were the stakes then?" asked Elizabeth, definitely amused at his snickered.

"The stakes were nakedness. Nudity. Declothing, even."

Elizabeth giggled. "Was this a game of strip poker or something?"

"It was a game of strip poker, but that's not the whole secret."

Elizabeth shook her head, grinning. "Was the secret that you won even though you had the worst hand?" she suggested. "Or that you didn't call the pot because you all ended up in a big group orgy instead?"

"Nope, and that wasn't until later," he laughed. "And I never had a chance of winning, considering who - or rather what - I was playing against."

"What were you playing against?"

"Telepaths. Triplet telepaths. Gorgeous though, so I didn't mind losing." He luaghed, remembering. "Never play strip poker against telepaths. Unless you want to lose."

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