“Technically I’m still on the date… I guess. Does it count if I’m sitting outside the party while he fifty-shades-of-greys the hostess?” I pushed some leaves to the side so I could stare out at the mansion.
“Like…bondage stuff?” Chastity sounded so excited.
“I think so. When he picked me up for the date he had this bag of ropes and stuff. He claimed it was his rodeo bag. But then I saw him carrying it into the party just before…” What I was about to say wasn’t going to make any sense with no context. “Actually, I better start at the beginning.” I rewound to when Cole had picked me up at midnight.
Chastity listened intently to the whole crazy story. And then she told me exactly what had happened on my date tonight:
“How did you not realize he took you to a key party?” she asked.
“A key party?”
“Yeah. I’ll show you.” She pushed Angel off of her and walked over to a group of guys playing poker.
Why was there a group of men playing poker in her room? What the hell had she gotten herself into? Did she suddenly have a gambling addiction like I did?
She grabbed the hat right off one of their heads and held it out. “Keys, please.”
They all fished their car keys out of their pockets and tossed them in the hat. Then she closed her eyes, mixed them around, and fished one out.
“Who owns the Audi?”
One of the guys raised his hand.
“Wanna fuck me?”
I’d never seen someone get naked so fast. Chastity put the camera back on her face as he bent her over.
“So that’s basically how it works. But usually it’s done with couples to make sure that everyone gets to have some fun.”
“Is that really a thing?”
“Apparently so. Because you just attended one! Or at least a variation of one. It fits, right?”
“I mean…I guess?”
“Well, what exactly did that girl say to you in the bathroom when she tried to switch rooms?”
“Uh…” I tried to think back. “She was tired of the same room night after night and was looking for a change of scenery. Something like that.”
“Yeah, she definitely wasn’t talking about her room. She was talking about her boyfriend. And speaking of needing a change of scenery…” She fished another set of keys out of the bowl. “Corvette!” she yelled over to the table. “It’s your turn.”
Another guy came over and got behind her as the Audi guy sulked off.
“That’s more like it,” she said, pushing back on the new guy. “Anyway, where were we?”
“That girl tried to swap keys with me.”
“Exactly,” said Chastity. “And while she was trying to switch with you, Cole must have switched with…what was his name again?”
“Tom.”
“Right. He was switching with Tom. Which explains why Tom was in your room. And it also confirms that Cole ended up with Kat. Or at leastwantedto end up with Kat.”
“But why did he bother bringing me to the party if he just wanted to get with Kat?” But the second I said it, I knew the answer. “Oh my God…I was his ticket into the swinger party. He wouldn’t have been allowed in if he was single.”
“Yup,” agreed Chastity. “That’s what I was thinking.”
“Man…Cole is even more of an asshole than I thought. I can’t believe I kissed him.” The thought of mixing saliva with him made me want to barf. The Society did STD tests on us, but it still felt pretty likely that Cole had AIDS. Or at least herpes. And now I had them too. And I couldn’t even ask Dr. Lyons about it because I was a vomiting rapist who targeted hot doctors. I still didn’t understand why I wasn’t in prison right now. But this wasn’t the time or place to start thinking about my incidents.
