Huge Dare

Spending seven minutes in a closet with a stranger has to be the stupidest dare I’ve ever agreed to, until it becomes seven minutes in heaven.
I’m an idiot for agreeing to play a stupid game at a 'Back to Highschool' frat party. I don’t even like frat parties but it's my best friend's birthday and I have to go. Dressed in my trusty little-black number, I avoid the groping hands of the football team, and stick to soft drinks.
Then the games start, and I’m dared to join in.
I can never resist a dare.
As I step into the closet and the darkness envelopes me, I have no idea what to expect. It certainly isn’t three bodies pressing against me. It definitely isn’t six hands roaming over places that haven’t seen action for months.
Seven minutes rushes past, and when the bell goes, I stagger out of the closet a disheveled, satisfied, and intrigued mess.
Because I have no idea who the men in the closet are, and even less idea how they knew how to blow my mind when no one has ever managed it before.
Now I'm daring myself to find out!