music could be heard out on the front yard where groups of people were standing around, drinking various forms of liquor.
“Let’s go.” Taking her hand, he led her up the steps to the front porch, which was crammed with even more people than Beth had first thought.
“You didn’t tell me there would be this many people here.”
“It’s busy this weekend. The guys are up from Ohio. We’re all headed back next week. A dispute has broken out; Viper wants to send a message."
“What message?”
“A don’t fuck-with-me message.”
“Oh.”
He opened the door, ushering her inside and into another world. Beth thought it would be people standing around drinking, talking and dancing. A normal party, but there was nothing normal about this party. They were doing much more than she had ever imagined.
Women were all over the place in different stages of undress; some dancing, some sitting, yet all of them were in various stages of sexual acts.
Beth came to a hard stop. “Whoa! I think I misunderstood what kind of party this is. I can’t stay here.”
Razer grabbed her around the waist, stopping her panicked flight. “Calm down. Nothing is going to happen that you’re not ready for or you don’t want to do.”
“You said a party, not an orgy. And I can tell you now I am not ready for this party.” Beth tried to lower her scandalized voice, aware of the curious eyes staring at her in amusement.
“Beth, you said you partied in college?” Razer questioned.
“Yes, normal frat parties. This is like a frat party on steroids.”
“Come on. It’s not that bad.”
“It’s bad, real bad,” Beth said in a low voice as she watched a pretty blond writhing in desire on Knox’s lap as he sucked on her bared breasts.
“Beth, we are quite a bit older than college kids. I assumed when you said you had partied that extended beyond the college age range. Give it a chance.” After seeing the couple Beth’s eyes were glued on, Razer continued, “Ignore that. Let’s get a drink.”
Beth felt like throwing up from being so nervous. She no longer merely heard her father’s words in her mind; now there were screaming words, dire warnings of hell and brimstone.
Razer grabbed a couple of beers, handing her one before pulling her down on his lap on an overstuffed leather chair. Train was seated on the couch beside it with a woman on each side of him. One seemed to be licking his ear while another was bobbing up and down on his cock.
At this point, Beth knew she was well out of her depth. In fact, she was trying to devise a way of telling Razer to get her the hell out of there when Evie appeared.
“Hey, Beth.”
“Hello, Evie.” Beth looked at her, not wanting her eyes to return to Train as she heard his groans of completion. Beth eyed the outfit Evie was wearing, trying not to appear flustered at the tight pair of shorts that barely covered the curve of her butt and a top that was unbuttoned to show her firm breasts.
Beth felt overdressed, but wasn’t about to rectify the situation. She took a swallow of the beer, trying to calm herself down. Razer’s hand started to rub her back, easing the fear threatening to have her running out of the room.
“I can see from your face that Razer didn’t warn you the parties can get a little wild.”
“No, he didn’t.”
Evie laughed and sat down on the arm of the chair they were sitting on. “I have been partying since I was fifteen. I was twenty-one the first time I came to one of their parties, and it still shocked me.”
Razer and Train started talking, both ignoring the women at their side. “You’ll get used to it. The next time you come it won’t be such a surprise,” Evie sympathized with the obviously overwhelmed newcomer.
“I doubt that.” Beth sincerely was thinking that once she got out of here, she would never be back.
Evie laughed as if reading her mind. Trying to ease her fears, she changed the topic, “I like your top. All my pretty ones
“Let’s go.” Taking her hand, he led her up the steps to the front porch, which was crammed with even more people than Beth had first thought.
“You didn’t tell me there would be this many people here.”
“It’s busy this weekend. The guys are up from Ohio. We’re all headed back next week. A dispute has broken out; Viper wants to send a message."
“What message?”
“A don’t fuck-with-me message.”
“Oh.”
He opened the door, ushering her inside and into another world. Beth thought it would be people standing around drinking, talking and dancing. A normal party, but there was nothing normal about this party. They were doing much more than she had ever imagined.
Women were all over the place in different stages of undress; some dancing, some sitting, yet all of them were in various stages of sexual acts.
Beth came to a hard stop. “Whoa! I think I misunderstood what kind of party this is. I can’t stay here.”
Razer grabbed her around the waist, stopping her panicked flight. “Calm down. Nothing is going to happen that you’re not ready for or you don’t want to do.”
“You said a party, not an orgy. And I can tell you now I am not ready for this party.” Beth tried to lower her scandalized voice, aware of the curious eyes staring at her in amusement.
“Beth, you said you partied in college?” Razer questioned.
“Yes, normal frat parties. This is like a frat party on steroids.”
“Come on. It’s not that bad.”
“It’s bad, real bad,” Beth said in a low voice as she watched a pretty blond writhing in desire on Knox’s lap as he sucked on her bared breasts.
“Beth, we are quite a bit older than college kids. I assumed when you said you had partied that extended beyond the college age range. Give it a chance.” After seeing the couple Beth’s eyes were glued on, Razer continued, “Ignore that. Let’s get a drink.”
Beth felt like throwing up from being so nervous. She no longer merely heard her father’s words in her mind; now there were screaming words, dire warnings of hell and brimstone.
Razer grabbed a couple of beers, handing her one before pulling her down on his lap on an overstuffed leather chair. Train was seated on the couch beside it with a woman on each side of him. One seemed to be licking his ear while another was bobbing up and down on his cock.
At this point, Beth knew she was well out of her depth. In fact, she was trying to devise a way of telling Razer to get her the hell out of there when Evie appeared.
“Hey, Beth.”
“Hello, Evie.” Beth looked at her, not wanting her eyes to return to Train as she heard his groans of completion. Beth eyed the outfit Evie was wearing, trying not to appear flustered at the tight pair of shorts that barely covered the curve of her butt and a top that was unbuttoned to show her firm breasts.
Beth felt overdressed, but wasn’t about to rectify the situation. She took a swallow of the beer, trying to calm herself down. Razer’s hand started to rub her back, easing the fear threatening to have her running out of the room.
“I can see from your face that Razer didn’t warn you the parties can get a little wild.”
“No, he didn’t.”
Evie laughed and sat down on the arm of the chair they were sitting on. “I have been partying since I was fifteen. I was twenty-one the first time I came to one of their parties, and it still shocked me.”
Razer and Train started talking, both ignoring the women at their side. “You’ll get used to it. The next time you come it won’t be such a surprise,” Evie sympathized with the obviously overwhelmed newcomer.
“I doubt that.” Beth sincerely was thinking that once she got out of here, she would never be back.
Evie laughed as if reading her mind. Trying to ease her fears, she changed the topic, “I like your top. All my pretty ones
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