FRIDAY NIGHT
I walked into the buliding, it looked like a club but at the same time looked like a whorehouse, i stared at the women hanging from the pole,
They looked like luscious Spanish girls and the ones who didn't, looked like actual adult entertainers, I wasn't surprised at the choice of place at all, it was Stanley after all, you expect these kind of things from him, I walked around looking for the group that made the loudest noise,
*DAMMY!!!!!...* I turned back to see who was yelling my name so loudly,
*I didn't think you were going to come but you did, we going to have so much fun* Leopold said wrapping his hand around my shoulders, yanking me gradually towards where they were.
I walked into the private room and there they were, each of them with a set of naked girls on their legs,
*dammy boy....you're looking exceptional tonight, hope you didn't dress just for me? * shrugging the girls from his legs, Stanley stood up and walked towards damien with a bottle in his hand,
*I like it* he added tapping damien on the shoulder,
*I came dressed for the occasion but from the looks of things I clearly wore the wrong things* Damien replied scaling around the room with his eyes and back at Stanley,
*I mean.....this isnt bad* Stanley said taking a quick scan of damien's outfit
*but its a little too much, take out a few layers and you should be fine*
*I think this would do just fine* Damien replied
Stanley walked up close to his ear whispering,
*Dammy boy, if you're in there somewhere and you can hear me please come out because this Damien is no fun...*
*But LET THE NIGHT BEGIN...* he yelled
*and we'll see what happens before the night ends* Stanley said smiling at Damien.
*shots shots shots shots!!! *they yelled
*come on man, don't kill the energy* Stanley urged, Damien walked reluctantly towards the naked girl laying on the table top, with shot glasses from the middle of her breasts to just above her privates, Damien stood and stared at the six shot glasses lined up for him to gulp down
*DAMIEN DAMIEN DAMIEN!!! * they all started chanting his name in high hopes of him diving straight in between the breasts of the girl laying bare in front of him,
Damien took a deep breath and a quick stare at the chanting party, he placed his hands behind him just to follow the rules and bent down slowly picking the shot glasses from her body, he started from the one stuck in between her breasts, he picked it up with his mouth, and tinted his head backwards to get the alcohol in, he repeated the process until he got the last one that was positioned inches away from her privates,
he bent down gently, closing his eyes, he picked up the shot glass from on top her and gulped it in, they all shouted out, like he had done something extraordinary,
*you're killing us man, you're really making us work for it....* Stanley said jokingly *.....but that's cool, we love the chase anyway, it makes the game a whole lot fun* he added, ushering the group for another round,
The entire farce was beginning to get to Damien, he was starting to feel tipsy, he was keeping it all together pretty well, considering he'd taken a couple of shots and from the looks of things, it was only just getting started,
After what looked like the fifth round of them picking up shot glasses from the girl's body, Stanley grabbed her by her breast and pulling her towards him, he leaned in and very aggressively starting kissing her, from her lips he moved down to her nipples, nimbling on them like a child, he forced her on her back laying her on the table top and smacked her rear cheeks extremely hard,
He pulled out a packet of white powder from his pocket, raising it up to the light,
*who wants to get high?* Stanley yelled shaking the powder substance in his hand, he pulled it out with his hand and placed it on the right cheek of the girl's rear, sectioning it into little bits,
*you're up man* he said pointing the tiny straw towards damien,
*I'm not doing drugs Stanley, the shots were as far as I could go.....* Damien said pushing the straw away from his face,
*well, if we're all going to be doing it and you're here with us, I don't think you have much of a choice* Stanley replied with the remaining of the group nodding their heads in agreement,
*well I beg to defer...* Damien replied pushing the straw back at him,
*don't be a pussy Dammy...* Stanley teased
*I'm not a pussy, I'm trying to be responsible which clearly doesn't mean a damn thing to any of you*
*you're trying too hard man, and its beginning to look ugly on you....*Stanley said pointing the straw at him again,
*you clearly won't give this up, will you? * Damien said smiling,
*nope* Stanley replied,
*okay okay.....here is what is going to happen* Damien said,
*you don't get to state the rules Dammy boy, last time I checked we were at my bachelor's party not yours* Stanley said with a face that instantly turned into a frown,
*that's the only way I'm snorting anything, else I'm walking out of here* Damien said hoping Stanley would remain strong headed and refuse which would give him the excuse of walking away,
After so many years and the Stanley boys still had some sort of hold over him, impaling his decision still,
*let's hear what you have* Stanley caved in,
*for every bit, that is a line I snort in, you double it by snorting in three lines at a go* Damien said,
Stanley blew off the substance he had arranged on the girl's cheek and brought out another packet from his back pocket,
*then its going to be this* Stanley replied, from the bizarre look on Damien's face, things were not unfolding as they played out in his head.
Damien's nose and throat were starting to get numb already and after the sixth snort, his eyes were too unsteady for him to notice that Stanley stopped snorting in the substance like three snorts back, he was sweating profusely with his heart beat throbbing against this chest, he started unbuttoning his shirt out of discomfort,
*Damien Damien Damien* the group yelled, urging him to ripped the remaining part of the shirt off,
*what the fuck is this shit Stanley? His eyes are fucking blue* Leopold said staring at Damien's sea blue dilated eyes,
*its an early wedding gift from a friend* Stanley replied with a smirk on his cheeks,
*he's fucking high right now* Leopold teased still staring at Damien's eyes,
Stanley walked closer to Damien and ripped the remaining buttons away from the shirt and leaned in whispering,
*I guess the old Dammy wasn't buried as deep as you thought.....* Dammy tinted his head and hands back as Stan pulled the shirt from his body,
*ohhh.....STAN* Dammy gestured holding Stan's head directly against his face,
*you haven't changed at all, not even a tiny bit, still the same old Stan* he added looking straight into Stan's eyes with those set of smiling sea blue eyes.