Actually, that’s not true. Myfavoritedance was when Tanner led something called a quadrille. It was like a weird formal square dance sorta deal. It made absolutely no sense to do it to a Spaceboy song, but that just made it even more fun.
Thanks to Chastity, the quadrille quickly devolved into her just grinding on every guy she could find.
I was happy to follow her lead and grind on Tanner. And based on his raging boner, I was pretty sure I was doing a good job.
“I have a surprise for you!” he yelled.
“What is it?” I yelled back. “You gonna cream your shorts?” Just as I said it, the song ended and everything was completely quiet. Except for me. Asking Tanner if he was gonna cream his shorts.Fuck my life.
Everyone stared at me.
It felt like the silence lasted a lifetime. But then Chastity yelled, “Hey Spaceboy!” She pointed at one of the dancers, unzipped her suit, and let her tits free.
All the guys on the dance floor cheered for her. And then Spaceboy started playing again.
Bless your slutty soul, Chastity!She was a lifesaver.
I rushed off the dance floor, hoping that if I disappeared quickly enough no one would remember what I had just done.
“Sorry about that,” I said.
Tanner laughed. “Sorry for what? Not making me cream my shorts? I admit, you were close. Where’d you learn to dance like that?”
“No idea.” That was a lie. I knew exactly where I’d learned to dance like that. I’d never been confident enough to dance in public, but I happened to love jamming out to a Nelly CD I’d pilfered from my older brother. “Where’dyoulearn that weird square dance thing?”
“You learn a lot of different dances when you move all over. Anyway…do you want your surprise?”
“So you do want me to grind on you until you cum?” I spun around and shook my ass for him.
He slapped my ass and then gave me a good squeeze.
God.
“I want that very much, yes. But that’s not your surprise. Come with me.” He took my hand and led me down some stairs to a lounge area with a bar. We were the only ones there.
I was like 99% sure that his surprise was going to involve cum. But now I was starting to think it was going to end up somewhere other than his shorts.
“So what’s my surprise?” I not so subtly pushed my breasts together for him.
“Well aren’t you eager. Let’s get something to drink first.” He opened the fridge. There were tons of beers, a few bottles of liquor, some bottles of water. And then I saw the crown jewel of party drinks.
“Is that Kool-Aid?” I asked.
Tanner grabbed the pitcher of red juice and spun it around to check the handwritten label. It was indeed Kool-Aid. “Looks like it. You want some?”
I nodded and he poured some into a solo cup for me. I’d already had a few glasses of wine upstairs. Which was probably why I’d yelled about him creaming in his shorts. It was best not to drink any more around Tanner. Because drinking made it much morelikely that I’d either embarrass myself or try to rape him. And as much as I thought he wanted it, I didn’t want to make any more mistakes.
I took a big sip and scooched onto a bar stool. “Nowcan I have my big surprise?” That sounded way more sexual than I’d meant for it to. But really…I wanted my big surprise.
He pointed at my cup. “You’re drinking it. I know how much you loved it as a kid.”
“Oh…” I tried to hide my disappointment but failed miserably. And how did he know that I loved Kool-Aid as a kid? Was his PI really that good? If so, maybe there was a chance we’d find Rosalie after all. I took a huge sip. It was nothing compared to the sex I’d thought he was gonna surprise me with, but it was still delicious.
“Wow, I didn’t think you’d actually fall for that. I swear you get more gullible by the hour.”
I glared at him. “I’m going to murder you in your sleep.” But the joke was on him. I freaking loved Kool-Aid.
He laughed. “Not after you see my real surprise.” He tossed me a small package. About the size of a ring box.
