Some little tidbits about the rest of the party-goers -
Daddy W(arbucks) and Alice in Chains
Apparently I didn't get the full show from these two, which makes me sad. Mark says that Daddy W has quite the kit of whips, paddles, and chains that he often likes to bring out for a show. Our night was not quite as spectacularly entertained.
Daddy W has some sort of job in the entertainment business. "I never pay for tickets to anything," he says. He's got what I can only assume to be a $100 bottles of bourbon/whiskey belly. It's... omnipresent almost. I actually don't remember much about his face, just that it was pale. He also seemed too old for our parties (not the only violator that night), but if you average his age with Alice, I guess they're somewhere in their early 30's. Maybe that's how it works.
While I didn't pay much attention to Daddy W, except when he was talking to Derek and knocking him down a peg (Derek uses a ticket broker... for shame), I payed a whole lot of attention to Alice. Alice is... beautiful. She was pulling me way over to the other side of the Kinsey Scale, if you know what I mean. She's probably about 5'6" with just enough meat on her bones to give her a stately hourglass. She was wearing a garter and stockings, and happens to be the only woman that took of her top besides Tinkerbell. In each nipple she had 14g nipple rings. I'm guessing as to their gauge, because she told me that Daddy W just picked them out for her and had her get it done. She spent the night stroking Daddy W and lying across the bed in a seductive manner, taking about 5 minutes for him to poke her quickly with his small penis. I get this feeling she didn't cum, which I find quite unacceptable. (Amanda to the rescue? I'm pretty sure I would have gotten scolded.)
Carlos and Silent Roberta
So, there's actually a bit of a story I forgot to tell previously. Carlos happened to walk into the suite while I was receiving my back massage. Apparently he thought I had finally joined the party, because I felt a hand on my back shortly after Paul had moved to work on my hands. Carlos... skeeves me out. His hair was greasy, his looks were creepy, and he got his girlfriend all sorts of plastered before sending her upstairs with Paul. Something just didn't feel right. So, when he put his hand on me, my hand immediately shot up, my finger went to wagging, and I loudly stated. "Carlos! The only hands that touch me are experts." He whimpered and moved over to shoot the shit the remaining guys. Phew.
Roberta... I know nothing about her. She was very pretty. She was so drunk that her body was floppy as she tried to screw guys. I was told it was quite the workout having to holder her up. Apparently things got better upstairs, so... I guess she's alright.
Peter Pan and Tinkerbell
Peter Pan and Tinkerbell were an adorable little (I mean little, as they were both very short) couple that had apparently decided to graduate from foursomes to full-on group sex. Peter didn't do much besides hang out next to his girlfriend and make sure no one put their P in her V (P in the A was A-Okay). Tinkerbell though... wow. She managed to handle 3 men at once - hand, mouth, ass. I'd say she made the rounds to about 6 of the men that night. (Go Tinkerbell!) She also happened to be quite enthusiastic about Derek's dildos. When a man wasn't preoccupying her attention, she would hop on her boyfriend and have Derek stick one of his dildos in her backside.
Now, this... this was something where I should have been paying more attention. Why? Because then I would have known not to stick my hand out without looking when Derek said: "Hey Amanda, will you hold this for a second?"
Right, So! I put my hand out and felt a handle put into it. The instant sensation was that I was holding a whip of some sort, until I felt it move. When I looked to my left, I realize that I was holding a leather extender on a dildo shoved in between Tinkerbell's cheeks. The movement was her riding it. When I wigged out a little bit, she turned her head backwards and said: "Just hold it still and I can do it." At that point I looked at Paul's random friend, yanked on his arm, and handed it off. May I never have that experience ever again.
Charlie and the Great White Cougar
For anonymity reasons, I will not talk about Charlie. The Cougar was hot, though. She also LOVED our alcoholic chocolate whipped cream. Perhaps too much...
Bless Tiny Tim. He wasn't tiny. Actually, I don't know much about his size, since he wouldn't take off his underwear. Tiny Tim is a dog trainer for Petco, who is so incredibly shy. He hung out on the sidelines the whole night, and quietly answered my questions when I tried to bring him out of his shell. When he did strip down to his grey underwear (although I'm still unclear as to why), his backside was drenched in sweat.
He came back! He still didn't get laid.
Lily and Billy
So, Billy is actually the guy who found me on the internet. He's in his early 30's, and was introduced to me as Lily's fuck buddy. From what I can remember, he works in programming, and fits the profile very well. Our interactions where fairly limited, except for his extremely awkward come-ons when I would pass by. Oh yes, and I did tell him when a spot had become available in Tinkerbell, for which he was very appreciative.
Lily... OH LILY!!! She was my favorite person the whole night. Lily was the only woman at the party that wasn't drinking, and was just the funniest little peach of a gal. We chit-chatted and gossiped and giggled on the side for the majority of the night, because she was very anxious. Most of her anxiety, I came to realize, was due to her size. Lily was a thick broad... I'm not going to lie. (Then again, being a mildly thick broad myself, I don't see why that should stop her.) When I first pulled her over to the bed, she stared at the action through her fingers like a kid in a horror film, so we just giggled and I tried little things here and there to loosen her up. First attempt was the whip cream, which I licked off of her chest while the unattended bachelors watched. She chuckled and blushed a bit, but then took her spot back on the sideline. After chatting a bit more, and trying a few more little things here and there, I finally realized we'd have to be a little drastic if I wanted to get my girl some. So... I came up with an idea. "Lily, I'll take my shirt off if you take yours off." She looked up at me with some bright eyes, and off it went! Next thing I knew, she and her bright red bra had hopped on Derek and the rest of the night was history!
Lily actually gave me a big hug at the end of the night, and thanked me for making the night more comfortable for her. My response: "What's a partner in crime for?!"
Old Man River
River could not have been under 40. His hair was already silver (and we're not talking about an Anderson Cooper scenario), and despite being in immaculate shape, he had obvious signs of aging. I believe the only action he saw all night was some that he snuck in with Silent Roberta.
The Disappearing Act
No joke, 8 people arrived and left our party within about 30 minutes. It was a set of 4 couples that came in, grabbed each other, and headed out for drinks and possibly a private party. I'm pretty sure we had already taken their money, though. (Suckers!)
Up next... Amanda realizes she's not in Kansas Anymore