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I danced with another guy. He had his shirt off.

And I remember suds, bubbles or something like that, everywhere.

Jill was on stage at some point, in her white dress, getting sprayed with water.

And I remember grabbing several more of the neon test tubes.

And that’s all I remember.

***

I woke up in my hotel room. I was on my back. The lights were on. The room was too bright. And the room was spinning. And an alarm was going off.

“Unh unh unh unh unh”

I felt like I was going to throw up. My head was throbbing.

And that fucking alarm keeps going off. Somebody please turn off that damned alarm.

“Unh unh unh unh unh”

I rolled over and looked toward Jill’s bed and that’s when I realized it wasn’t an alarm. Two naked bodies were in front of me. Jill was straddling a guy, completely naked, her back arched and her boobs out. Her long black hair hung down over her face.

“Unh unh unh unh unh,” she moaned and sighed.

Beneath her was Chad. His wispy blond hair, his cleft chin, his god-like muscular body. He had an amazing tan. They both did.

And Jill had awesome shoes.

Wait? Are those the shoes she bought when we were at the mall? Oh God, I’m still really drunk. Oh this isn’t good.

I stared on in disbelief and nausea as Jill rode Chad with a fury like I’d never seen. She was either really enjoying it or was super pissed because she wasn’t. Her teeth were clenched and she was hissing through them.

She was fucking the guy I almost fucked earlier. I couldn’t figure out how I’d gone from almost having sex with the guy to a bunch of other shit that was rolling around in my head.

“Yeah, baby. Take it all,” Chad said in the cheesiest porno voice.

I hated him.

He looked over at me. He looked at me and I couldn’t fucking believe it. The asshole actually winked at me.

He lifted his head, shook his blond mane, and winked.

Just one eye.

If he’d blinked I would’ve been fi

ne with it. Two eyes could’ve meant that he got something in his eyes or that his contacts were dry or that he had a tick of some sort.

But no. It was one eye.

One fucking eye.

Jill looked at me and laughed. “Guess he’s not gay after all,” she said.

Jill has never taken a guy I was after. It’s not her. As coldhearted, and bitchy, and downright horny as she can be, she’s never screwed me over. So I wasn’t mad at her. She probably had no idea I’d almost hooked up with Chad.

After all, he’d mistakenly thought I was the one who’d mentioned wanting to screw him on the plane, so in all reality, the two of them were supposed to hook up.

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