A Wild Night's Encounter by Sweet and Special Books Page B

regardless of their intents.
    Damn you Ashley, she said to herself as she made her way across the room.
    It had been an hour since Ashley disappeared. Images of Ashley getting it on with strangers made her secretly cringe. Then thoughts of Ashley being gangbanged while passed out made her shake her head, as if she could push the horrible thought away.
    She was surprised why she was even thinking that way. Perhaps it was the environment; perhaps it was the mood of the place.
    Laila didn’t like it either way.
    She was sickened with what she saw inside. People were literally littered all over the place. Drunken ones were asleep in all corners. A quick sweep of the floor confirmed it. If they were not asleep, they were half asleep.
    Some were gathering on the sofa, a pipe was being lit. She did not need to look to know what it was. Behind the sofa were three rows of couples making out. Few were jeering them on, and one increased the volume of the television which was oozing with sounds of enthusiastic women being banged two or three at a time.
    The sound the TV let loose on the house was so unrealistic that it made all other efforts of coupled people look childish.
    Laila bowed her head. She did not want to risk locking gazes with a hormone-laced male and be mistaken as a bitch in heat.
    Just a couple of steps to where the beer is, she kept repeating to herself.
    Halfway there, she bumped into a half-naked muscular guy with only his boxers on. He wore a ridiculous hat and had a big bottle of beer duct-taped into his right hand.
    “Well hello there, sexy,” he crooned.
    “Ugh,” She replied and pushed at him.
    “That’s no way to treat the man of your dreams, girl,” he prodded.
    Laila didn’t reply but tried to give him the killer eye as best as she could.
    It paid off. The man gave her a quizzical look and backed off; joining the group huddled on the sofa in front of the TV.
    She finally found the cold beer and even there, people were having the times of their lives. Ignoring the invites from two liquored up college boys; she hastily took four bottles of beer and speedily went back outside.
    She was a little dismayed when she got back. On the chair that she occupied not only minutes ago were more horny individuals methodically playing on each other’s libidos by teasing themselves.
    The man was sitting on the chair, his back to the wall while the woman sat on his lap. She rhythmically ground her crotch against his. The man busied his hands all over her—her ass, her tits, her neck and her face. The woman responded with purrs and some well-timed arching of her back, throwing her hair forcefully backwards. She alternated between grinding and kissing while, from time to time, rubbing her full bosom made even fuller by her magical bra onto his face, an act that caused the man to happily masturbate.
    Laila felt her stomach knot at the scene and reddened at the thought of spending more than a second watching the pair. She was relieved, however, when she quickly scanned her surroundings and saw that it was not only she who was watching. Other people were also fascinated, even if she seemed to be the only one who didn’t like it.
    A second sweep of the wide porch gave her hope.
    On the far end of the porch was an empty cushioned chair. The area was dark and suited her need to disappear. She smiled as approached the chair, her chances of being unnoticed had just increased.
    Laila, as planned, strategically placed three bottles on the space just before the chair. She wondered about Ashley as she sat on the chair, slowly sipping on the beer. She had no plans of getting drunk and the beer was just a ruse.
    She thought about taking out her phone to play some games while waiting for her friend, but stopped herself. She observed the immediate surroundings instead, and was happy to find out that no one was looking in her direction.
    She was hiding in plain sight.
    Amused with her luck, Laila decided not to take her phone out. It