Sunday, April 8, 2012

Dinner Party - The Prequel (Part Two)

A feature from another guest writer who prefers to go by Numbuh9.  I just call her "Ashley"...


Ashley—

I really hate Dinner Parties, but since everyone in our core group are now all working professionals who
rarely do the club scene, I’ll take it. I am drunk and giggly at this point, anyway. God, help me when I
try to stand. 5 ½ inch pumps are not for drunks, but Imma make it work because I see Brandon stealing
glances. Look on, sweetheart, look on because I am definitely scoping too. Did he just wink at me? Yup.
I smile and laugh. I can’t help it. The brother is FINE and I’ve been digging him since the moment I met
him.

Even tipsy as hell, my mind still works at rapid speed so I’m people watching. It’s more fun with friends
since they can’t hide what your average stranger can. James and Dee Dee are catching my attention in
particular. James is practically salivating at the mouth. I giggle to myself. He’s liked her for years and
I’ve always thought they would look good together. I’ve talked to Dee Dee about it, but she brushes it
off. “He’s not into me like that, Ash. We’re just friends.” Well if she could see what I’m seeing right now,
that tune of hers would change.

I feel the mood in the room switch telling me that this party is about to wrap up and I hear my phone
vibrate in my purse. I pick it up and it’s a DM from none other than Brandon:

<Brand-New>: "Look, I'm drunk. You're sexy. I want you. Tonight. My place. Your vagina. My face.
Okay?"

Grab_my_Ash: "B, are you serious? I don't know what to say? You're like my brother."

<Brand_New>: "Just say 'yes', Ash. We're not getting any younger, and seeing you in those heel has my
pressure up."

Grab_my_Ash: "B, I just....Fuck it. I'm ready. I want you, too. How can we get out of here?"

<Brand-New>: "I have an idea!"

I’m hot and following Brandon’s lead, but I remember that Dee Dee has to get home. Not a second later,
James offers to play chauffer. Yeah…I text her about that in the morning, but right now, I’m on a mission
to see what B is gonna do with me in these heels.

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