them,” Jay replied.
“Y’all, those are my favorite shoes!” I huffed, and stood to leave the bus.
“Paul will get them for you.” Loose-tie said, and I assumed he meant his abandoned friend. “What do they look like?”
“Red, pointy stilettos,” I replied.
“Molly, Molly, Molly.” Jay shook his head. “How many times do I have to tell you that only whores and children can pull off red shoes?”
“Aren’t you supposed to do a shot with a hot guy?” Lisa asked, and I pulled the material of my shirt away from my chest to look at my list.
“Yep.”
“Don’t look now, but there’s a hot guy right there,” Lisa chided, pointing to Loose-tie.
“Hey, you,” I called.
“Yes, Molly?” he asked, and I frowned at him.
“How’d you know my name?” I suddenly felt uncomfortable with the way he was looking at me. He seemed very fixated on me, and I figured I needed to pawn him off on one of the sluts ASAP.
“The guy with the red hair just said it several times.” He laughed, and I felt asinine. It wasn’t as if I weren’t surrounded by trusted friends.
Lisa was right. He had a nice smile and was hot-ish, so I could get rid of another task. Wearing the tacky t-shirt was like having a ‘fuck with me’ spotlight trained on me, and the sooner it was gone, the better.
“Do a shot with me,” I commanded, and he nodded and shed his jacket. Cheers went up as if he’d just ripped his pants off stripper-style.
“All y’all really need to get out more,” I murmured.
“So...a body shot?” Loose-tie asked, cocking an eyebrow.
“Now we’re talking!” Stacy called over the music.
“Uhhh...” I downed my tequila to buy myself a minute to think of a nice way to say no.
“Body shot, body shot,” Sluts One and Two chanted.
“Extra points for a body shot!” Tamryn called, taking a shot of her own.
“Shit,” I muttered to myself. Everyone eyed me eagerly. “Fine, fine.”
“Where do you want the salt?” Loose-tie asked, and I felt the bus begin to move.
“What are my options?’ I asked, genuinely having no idea. I hadn’t gone to a traditional college, so I missed a lot of the standard party school education.
“Well,” Stacy interjected “usually in mixed company it’s the stomach, neck, or cleavage...”
“Uhhh...I stalled, looking at Robin for an assist. She was usually the one who’d come to my defense so I didn’t have to be the bad guy. Sadly, she just nodded and smiled like a lunatic. I sighed and considered which would be the least obnoxious. “Neck?”
“Open your mouth.” Dan instructed. I did as he asked and he popped a lime into it. It stood there, feeling idiotic as Stacy pushed my head to the side and sprinkled salt on my neck.
“This is awkward.” I tried to say, but it came out garbled since my teeth were busy holding a bitter lime rind in place. I saw the phones coming out all around me, and was about to back out when Loose-tie moved in and licked the salt of my neck. It seemed to take longer than it should have. He tossed back his shot and then his arms came around me. The bus jerked and he dipped me back. His mouth was on mine as he removed the juice from the lime. My supportive friends cheered like savages at a virgin sacrifice.
“Alright, alright. Break it up, Pal.” Tamryn snapped, and Loose-tie released me and stepped back.
“We’ve arrived at our destination.” The driver announced theatrically.
“Let’s go dance!” Robin called, staggering toward the door.
“Someone needs to cut her off already.” I winced, turning to Dan. He looked like he was inclined to agree with me.
“Maybe you should talk to her. She was hitting it pretty hard before we got to your house.” He whispered. “I think something’s up.”
“Ten four, good buddy.” I replied, and headed down the steps of the bus, only to realize I didn’t have any shoes.
“Shit. I guess I’ll wait here for what’s-his-nuts.” I blurted.
“When Joe said tequila
“Y’all, those are my favorite shoes!” I huffed, and stood to leave the bus.
“Paul will get them for you.” Loose-tie said, and I assumed he meant his abandoned friend. “What do they look like?”
“Red, pointy stilettos,” I replied.
“Molly, Molly, Molly.” Jay shook his head. “How many times do I have to tell you that only whores and children can pull off red shoes?”
“Aren’t you supposed to do a shot with a hot guy?” Lisa asked, and I pulled the material of my shirt away from my chest to look at my list.
“Yep.”
“Don’t look now, but there’s a hot guy right there,” Lisa chided, pointing to Loose-tie.
“Hey, you,” I called.
“Yes, Molly?” he asked, and I frowned at him.
“How’d you know my name?” I suddenly felt uncomfortable with the way he was looking at me. He seemed very fixated on me, and I figured I needed to pawn him off on one of the sluts ASAP.
“The guy with the red hair just said it several times.” He laughed, and I felt asinine. It wasn’t as if I weren’t surrounded by trusted friends.
Lisa was right. He had a nice smile and was hot-ish, so I could get rid of another task. Wearing the tacky t-shirt was like having a ‘fuck with me’ spotlight trained on me, and the sooner it was gone, the better.
“Do a shot with me,” I commanded, and he nodded and shed his jacket. Cheers went up as if he’d just ripped his pants off stripper-style.
“All y’all really need to get out more,” I murmured.
“So...a body shot?” Loose-tie asked, cocking an eyebrow.
“Now we’re talking!” Stacy called over the music.
“Uhhh...” I downed my tequila to buy myself a minute to think of a nice way to say no.
“Body shot, body shot,” Sluts One and Two chanted.
“Extra points for a body shot!” Tamryn called, taking a shot of her own.
“Shit,” I muttered to myself. Everyone eyed me eagerly. “Fine, fine.”
“Where do you want the salt?” Loose-tie asked, and I felt the bus begin to move.
“What are my options?’ I asked, genuinely having no idea. I hadn’t gone to a traditional college, so I missed a lot of the standard party school education.
“Well,” Stacy interjected “usually in mixed company it’s the stomach, neck, or cleavage...”
“Uhhh...I stalled, looking at Robin for an assist. She was usually the one who’d come to my defense so I didn’t have to be the bad guy. Sadly, she just nodded and smiled like a lunatic. I sighed and considered which would be the least obnoxious. “Neck?”
“Open your mouth.” Dan instructed. I did as he asked and he popped a lime into it. It stood there, feeling idiotic as Stacy pushed my head to the side and sprinkled salt on my neck.
“This is awkward.” I tried to say, but it came out garbled since my teeth were busy holding a bitter lime rind in place. I saw the phones coming out all around me, and was about to back out when Loose-tie moved in and licked the salt of my neck. It seemed to take longer than it should have. He tossed back his shot and then his arms came around me. The bus jerked and he dipped me back. His mouth was on mine as he removed the juice from the lime. My supportive friends cheered like savages at a virgin sacrifice.
“Alright, alright. Break it up, Pal.” Tamryn snapped, and Loose-tie released me and stepped back.
“We’ve arrived at our destination.” The driver announced theatrically.
“Let’s go dance!” Robin called, staggering toward the door.
“Someone needs to cut her off already.” I winced, turning to Dan. He looked like he was inclined to agree with me.
“Maybe you should talk to her. She was hitting it pretty hard before we got to your house.” He whispered. “I think something’s up.”
“Ten four, good buddy.” I replied, and headed down the steps of the bus, only to realize I didn’t have any shoes.
“Shit. I guess I’ll wait here for what’s-his-nuts.” I blurted.
“When Joe said tequila
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