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Bitch.
By the time darkness falls, my vision is funneling and I’m a bit wobbly. I may be buzzed, but I'm also annoyed. This is far from the kind of fun I expected, and half my friends have already asked me what's going on with Amy.
She's a bitch, that’s what.
But when Amy asks me to play Spin The Bottle, it's clear she's come to her senses. I'm sitting in Mark's parents’ bedroom chugging another beer when Amy enters the room, pulling a big-busted girl behind her. Amy's tits are tiny in comparison and I'm surprised when she explains she wanted to find another girl to even out the numbers.
Amy is insecure about the size of her breasts and goes out of her way to only hang out with women who are fatter than her or have smaller breasts—and considering hers are already so tiny, it's usually the former. This girl isn't fat, but as she sits down across me, I force myself to not snicker. Who invited her to the party?
Her face is a fucking disaster. Her makeup is way too thick, and it still doesn't even cover her severe acne. I don’t know why she smiles, because when she does, her metal mouth makes me cringe and her reddish-brown hair is so frizzy it's amusing. But she does have great tits.
When Bryan's bottle lands on Amy, I lose interest in the new girl with the big tits, and everything tightens inside me. There's no fucking way Amy is going to kiss somebody else in front of me. We just broke up, after all! But as they lean across the circle and lock their lips, my stomach churns with fury. I clench my fists beneath the table.
Amy didn't invite me here hoping to kiss me—she was hoping for this… an opportunity to kiss Bryan and shove this in my face.
Fine. I turn my attention back to the new girl with the big chest. If Amy wants to make me jealous, I can play that game too.
Bryan looks at me. "Your turn."
A wide grin crosses Jamie’s face as he takes a drink from his beer. "I have a game that’s much better suited to the more sophisticated underage drinking adults like us," He booms.
Amy claps her hands together with a loud pop. "Oh, boy. Let’s hear it."
I look across the circle at the new girl with the big boobs.
"Have you guys ever played… seven minutes in heaven?"
“What’s that? How do you play?” one of the girls asks.
“It’s just like spin the bottle, actually. But better. Instead of kissing in front of everybody, you get to go to a private place for seven minutes and do whatever you want. In private. There isn’t much you can do in seven minutes, but anything goes from kissing to blowjobs. Or hand jobs.”
“Ooh… sounds like fun,” Amy coos looking at Bryan. Bitch.
I spin the bottle, and it lands on the new girl… I groan inwardly. She’s ugly. Like the holy trinity of bad, actually. Braces, acne, really frizzy hair. But she has nice boobs, so I can work with that.
Lara is still talking when I interrupt, “I think I remember something…”
“What do you remember, Jamie?” Lara asks.
“We were playing Spin the Bottle, and I wanted to make Amy jealous. So, when it was my turn, I changed the game. There was a girl there, and she was not part of the crowd. As the bottle pointed to her, she smiled, and I could tell she was totally into it. I remember her eyes lighting up when the bottle stopped on her. And she was gripping my hand like she never wanted to let go when I led her into the closet.” I also remember tripping over Amy. I was really drunk, but I could tell that Amy was pissed.
“We went into the closet,” I continue, “and somebody closed the door without turning on the lights. I remember the girl asking me to turn the lights on, but I told her the rules were that it’s in the dark. That’s not really the rules, but I figured if she was going to give me a hand job, I didn’t want to look at her face.”
Lara winces but doesn’t say anything.
“I was seventeen. I already told you I was a prick. Besides, it’s not like she hadyourlooks. Anyway, I remember feeling her boobs, and I could tell she really liked it. But she said my hands were cold. And even though I was shitfaced drunk, I got a hard-on. Then, next thing I know, she’s kneeling in front of me. Two minutes were already gone, and it was obvious what she wanted to do. I feel really weird telling you this.”
“No, Jamie. Please go on,” she whispers.
“Um… Okay. So… this girl was kneeling in front of me, eager, and there wasn’t much time left on the clock, so I unzipped my pants to help her out. I remember worrying about her braces, but I could tell she had practice, because I didn’t even notice them, and she was really good.”
Lara stays silent, nodding for me to continue, a strange look on her face.
“I was just about to come, and she suddenly pushed me away. I apologized and asked her if I had gone too deep. I promised I wouldn’t push so hard, but she didn’t even answer. She just stood up. Then the lights came on in the closet, and she stormed out. I never saw her again.”
Lara
It’s clear from what he just told me that he didn’t hear a word I said. I just told him I was there, playing the game, sitting right in front of him, and he told the whole thing as if I was never even in the room.
