“She likes those sweatpants, Karl!” yelled another.
Kill me now.
He laughed and walked over to give his acceptance speech. I couldn’t pay attention to what he was saying. I was too mortified. Not anincidentlevel mortification, because I was pretty sure the audience was filled with perverts like me. But it was still pretty bad.
Before I knew it Frankie was coming on stage to collect yet another award - this time for Best Breasts.
Damn.Frankie sure was popular with the guys here. I had no doubt that Chastity would be gunning for some of her awards next year.
Speaking of Chastity…
“Where did Chastity go?” whispered Frankie as I handed her the Onyxy.
Yup, I’d just noticed it too. Chastity was missing from her position. “No idea.” Actually, that wasn’t true. I did havesomeidea of where she had gone. I bet she was chatting up Karl in the green room.
Frankie gave another acceptance speech, and then Ocelot took over.
“We only have one more award left, but the kitchen just informed me that dinner is hot and ready to be served. So let’s take a quick break before we hand out the award you’ve all been waiting for - Best Member. Oh, and one other quick bit of housekeeping. The theme for this years’ gif challenge will be promiscuous girlfriends, also known as hotwives. So grab your girlfriend, find a guy with a big dick, and get the camera rolling.”
What the hell kind of theme is that? The sweatpants gif challenge was a million times better.
The other Society members didn’t seem to agree with me, though. Especially the women in the crowd. They loudly applauded the announcement as Ocelot walked off stage.
The wall swung back around in front of the awards and I let out the world’s biggest sigh of relief. I’d done it! I’d survived most of the award ceremony, and I hadn’t fallen on my face. Yes, I’d groped Karl and tried to make out with him. But both those things could have happened to anyone by accident. And now that I thought about it, that was actually kind of a win. Maybe word of that would get back to Tanner and I’d be un-wifey-zoned.
I started towards the green room to find Chastity, but Ocelot stopped me on the way.
Oh shit.Was he gonna reprimand me for ruining the world’s easiest job?
“Hey, Raven,” he said. “You didamazingout there. Did you and Karl plan that penis grab? Or was that just improv? Either way, bravo. You gave tonight’s ceremony just the pinch of spice that it needed.”
“That was all improv, son. I just saw that big juicy cock and knew I had to touch it.”Why did I say that out loud?
“I can’t blame you,” he said. “Anyway, go ahead and grab a quick bite to eat, but don’t stray too far. You don’t want to miss the special surprise I have for you.”
“For me? Or for Chastity?”
“Whichever one of you wants it. But believe me…you’re gonna want it. I’d originally planned it for Kristen, but since her flight got delayed, it’s your lucky day.”
Oh God.I had forgotten about that. But Kristen was supposedly his girlfriend. So if the surprise had originally been planned for her, then it couldn’t be too bad… Right?
Stalker Problems - Chapter 55 - They’re Back
Wednesday – May 31, 2023
The green room had a nice little spread of appetizers. But no one was in there.
Where the hell did Chastity and all the winners go!?
I couldn’t believe she had left me like this. Had she forgotten about Single Girl Rule #11: Only ditch your friends for a hot guy? Wait, that can’t be right. I tried to remember. No…that was definitely Rule #11. I guess she did the right thing there then. But damn it, I needed her.
I wanted to find Chastity, but wandering the halls here was a dangerous proposition. Frankie had made it sound like there were all sorts of sexy things going on in those rooms. And I’dheardit going down in the eggplant room. Did I really want to risk walking in on an orgy? It seemed much safer to just stay here. And I needed to stick around to hand out the final award or Ocelot would lose his mind. And maybe his surprise would be really great!
So search for Chastity? Or stay here?Gah!I couldn’t decide. So instead I made myself a cheese plate. It had been calling to me ever since I’d walked into the green room.
They had all the good stuff. Cheddar, swiss, smoked gouda… And it was all cut into those perfect little cubes that you can stab with a toothpick. No touching required.
I had just popped a cube of gouda into my mouth when Angel and Diablo walked in.
