16

What the hell? I ask myself, trying not to sound like the kind of person who spoils the mood. All around it was just me and a couple escorts men and women.

One of them looked familiar. Too familiar.

Kyoko, Mason and the others were about to show up, I just gotten there a little early.

"So what would you like to do, sweetie? Don't worry, with you I can do it for free. You just have to agree."

A woman a head taller than me, blonde hair that reached to her hips, and heterochromia. One eye was blue, the other was green.

I admittedly needed something to distract myself, but not with sex and absolutely no way with an escort.

"JJ, leave the boy alone, can't you see he's tense? Why don't you get outta here before Smith gets here. I'll tell him you need a behavioral fix and he'll help you with that."

"Off, Andrew you spoil all the fun."

In front of me was Andrew, the one who had been getting me drugs all this time.

He was also dressed in just a pair of boxers and a see-through undershirt.

In front of me was another man, Luke. The bartender.

"Oh, hey Finn, it's a surprise to see you here, I didn't realize you knew Smith."

"Hey Luke, nice to see you're…" I pause trying not to offend him.

"I know what you mean, escort, male whore, depraved? Those are the words, aren't they?"

Before I can say anything, Smith and his puppet, Ryan, make an appearance. They looked as if someone was forcing them closer to each other. They didn't look like they agreed with this marriage, the only one who inspired an ounce of joy was Ryan, he had a silly smile on his face. An expression of complete embarrassment and he wanted to say something. Smith stops him, the silence falling deep over all the guests. "Folks, we are here tonight to announce that I, Frankie Smith, and he, Ryan Hale, are getting married. On this occasion, you can drink as much as you want, party as much as you want tonight. You can also have sex ." Embarrassed, Ryan hugs him.

"Don't mind him, he's just a little dizzy from the gin he had earlier, he'll recover."

After their speech, we start to get confused. Luke and Andrew were doing their thing, taking turns dancing on Smith's lap, while Ryan jealously watched. JJ had stayed next to Hugo, they seemed to be flirting but to my surprise he waved at me. I approach and the first question makes me tremble with shame. "Do you want to drink on my breasts?"

The wine trickles from the breasts to the delicious place, she pours without looking at the quantity.

"Come on, the bottle will run out if you don't take advantage of the situation. I put $500 on it, make its contents worth the price." I lean my head on her chest and collect every particle of alcohol with my tongue like a cat. She was pushing my head between her breasts and encouraging me to go down. Hugo looked puzzled, not wanting to interrupt.

"How about a threesome?

Says JJ.