17 January 2009

sex party

Its five o'clock in the morning and I still haven't fallen asleep. I guess that was for the best because about five minutes ago I get a text from a number I don't recognize. I open it and it turns out to be Guy 2, from the other day.

Yo J, a friend of mine is throwin a sex party tomorrow night at 10. It be hot if you could show up. Just hit me up for the location if you're interested.

Hmm. Sex party in Athens. Four words I never thought I would ever use together. Maybe Atlanta, but never Athens. Now I'm 95 percent sure I won't be going. I'm 5 percent sure that I want to go. But I'm 100 percent sure that if I did go, I would not be participating in any of the events, no matter how welcoming they may look.

Now the funny thing about this whole situation is the fact that I've always wanted to go to a sex party. I really think it would be fun. Plus I've always had a fantasy of being in the middle of an orgy. More like a wet dream. But the funniest thing about this is I swear the girl across the hall from me was having a gang bang in her room tonight. I can't say for certain, but I saw her and four random guys(that I've never seen before) go into her room and they didn't leave until an hour ago.

I can't say for a fact that were fucking. But if they were I'm just a little upset and disappointed I didn't get an invite. Maybe this is the universe's way of doing right by me to make up for her rudeness. Its something to think about.

1 comments:

Doomed But Cheerful! said...

I have this bizarre picture of you banging on the wall telling them to keep it down, so you can get on with your work ...

as for the rest of it - some parties are best avoided ...

but i am just a control freak, so couldn't cope with an orgy!

G =]