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Wendy shrank to the back of the elevator. She crossed her arms over her breasts and watched with morbid fascination as Owen shoved the pretty blonde, Elizabeth, next to her. Owen and Elizabeth began to make out furiously.
“Quite the show, huh?” Zera slid up next to Wendy and whispered drunkenly in her ear. “Hey, hit the floor button!”
“I already did,” Janice, the green haired cousin, answered.
“Sweet,” Zera said.
“I’m drunk!” Owen cheered.
“He’s not that drunk,” Janice explained and rolled her eyes.
He gave his cousin the finger, without much aim. He pushed off of his blonde girl to the cheers of the big-titted brunette behind him. Darlene. There was supposed to be a Tamara as well but she wasn’t there. Just a pair of twins on either side of Owen’s shoulder. Wendy shrieked when the blue haired girl stuck her head around Owen. It was like Roxxi had appeared out of nowhere.
“What?” Wendy shook when Owen grabbed her.
“Look at you...” He said, and walked his eyes down her body. She tried to tighten her arms around her tits, but at the slightest head shake from Owen, she was holding her fists at her sides. “Yours?”
“Yeah,” Zera nodded. “What are you waiting for?”
He wasn’t waiting for anything Wendy went rigid as he bracketed her jaw and kissed her. Her knees got all melty. She grabbed the hard cast against her jawbone and kissed back as much as she could.
“Wow,” Brandy, the natural haired twin, giggled. “Shame there isn’t enough cock for everyone.
“I’ve got a few spares in my room,” Janice shrugged. “Tamara should be bringing them across the hall now.”
“Wow,” Brandy shook her head. “Hell of a night, never expected it out of Halifax. You got anymore molly?”
“Yeah, how much have you had? Are you staying hydrated?” Janice asked. She dug around in her clutch for a few pills in a baggy.
“Yeah, I’m fine, Mom,” Brandy stuck out her tongue. Janice laid the pill on the pink protuberance and Brandy licked it back and swallowed.
“I feel great!” She raised her hands.
“I’m drunk!” Owen did the same. They laughed as the elevator stopped and the group filed out into the hall. Owen came up and grabbed a handful of each twins’ butt. Barbara quirkily smiled up. Brandy picked his fingers off and slapped his hand onto Roxxi’s tit.
“You sure?” Roxxi asked with a bright smile.
“Wendy,” Zera held the elevator door with her foot. “They’re leaving us behind.”
“What are we even doing?” Wendy asked Zera. Wendy touched her lips and looked strangely at her fingers. “Why am I doing this?”
“He wants you to,” Zera shrugged. “He owns our bodies.”
“You keep saying that,” Wendy nodded. They followed the noisy group into the apartment door.
“This place is kinda small for a house party,” Brandy said looking around the room.
“Big enough for an orgy,” Tamara, the other big breasted brunette reclined with her knees apart on the couch. She smiled towards the door and moaned.
“Jewel?” Brandy gasped. “Shit, if I knew you had a lesbian exception I would’ve been down.”
“Exception?” Owen asked.
“It’s not cheating if there’s no penis,” she shrugged. “Well, for me. My husband’s allowed all the cock he can handle, just no pussy.”
“Yeah, lucky him,” Barbara sneered. “Can we take this to the bedroom? Maybe dim the lights.”
“Is there liquor?” Brandy asked. “I’ll mix everyone’s drinks.”
“Sure,” Owen tilted his head and watched Barbara walk to the kitchenette. He looked to the twin with the green undercarriage to her hair. “Fuck.”
“You guys have fun,” Brandy said, pulling out bottles of Captain Morgan and Jamison’s.
“If you need more I’ve got tequila, a couple of bottles of white wine, and Jagermeister across the hallway.” Janice slapped her keys down on the table.
“Zera, come with us,” Owen said, grabbing Brandy’s hand.
“Oh, so it’s girls-only out here?” Brandy asked as Zera entered the bedroom first and Owen pushed the door shut behind Barbara and himself.
Hafnan squirmed away from another guy. She sipped her diet coke through a fluorescing green straw and rushed around another pack of dancers to chase after Natasha. Hafnan was breathing hard.
“Who’s your friend?” She was talking to a broad shouldered Phillipino who pushed another drink into Natasha’s hand.
“Oh, she’s nobody,” Natasha said. She smiled warmly and flipped her hair off of her ear and sipped the drink she had been given.
“That was definitely her,” another blond taller man came up, and shook Carlos by tje shoulder. “Darlene was with her too. Hi, Davy.”
“Natasha,” she reached out her hand and shook Davy’s. Davy turned to Hafnan. The short Egyptian girl rocked side to side struggling to catch up to the conversation.
“I am called Hafnan,” she said after a moment.
“Lovely,” Davy shook her hand. “And you’ve met Carlos?”
“That explains it somewhat,” Carlos, the Phillipino said, “But I’m sure those two girls were the pretty Tiple--the pretty bad customers they both hated.”
“Yeah, and I think I recognized the guy they were with, but it’s dark and his face was roughed up.” Davy said.
“Yes,” Natasha nodded. “He must be very rich for all of those girls.”
“Or a drug dealer,” Davy said, “I’m going to call Liz.”
“Don’t bother,” Carlos grabbed Davy’s elbow. “How about you buy Hafnan here a drink?”
“But I--” Hafnan looked to Natasha. Natasha’s foot was rubbing up and down Carlos’s thigh as they faced each other on their stools.
“Um, I guess. What’s your poison?” Davy asked.
“Poison!” Hafnan frowned. “Qu’est-ce que--”
“Sorry, what would you like to drink?” Davy frowned as Natasha and Carlos got together. He looked back.
“I still have a whole drink,” Hafnan frowned and lifted her glass.
“Oh,” Davy nodded. “Looks like our friends are busy.”
“But I--I need her to get back to the hotel,” Hafnan said. “My English is not well.”
“I’ll get you home safely,” Davy said with a promise.
“I should stay with Mademoiselle,” Hafnan turned and Natasha was being led away by Carlos. Hafnan paled.
“I’ll make sure you get to your hotel,” Davy said. Hafnan looked at the smiling man. Her shoulders shook but she tried to smile as well. She watched Natasha leave by the front door.
“Your sister doesn’t seem like she’s going to fuck me,” Owen said when the door closed behind him. Barbara and Zera looked at him. The twin with shock, the lesbian with self-incrimnation. Owen stared down Zera, “What about Wendy?”
“She’s yours, all the way,” Zera said. “I swear to God.”
“What the fuck?” Barbara flapped her gums. “What the hell?”
“We pushed and prodded you for hours ... Barbara?” He chased her name.
“Yeah, and my sister is Brandy,” Barbara rolls her eyes. “If you ever have twins don’t give them matching names.”
“Fuck, when I bought you--”
“Bought her body,” Zera interjected.
Owen nodded and continued, “You were supposed to come with your enemy. You hated using your sister to get me ready to go. She stole your drinks and pulled you away from other guys. You were livid.”
“What? The fuck?” Barbara blinked. “No, Brandy’s my sister. I love her.”
“Then who the fuck do you hate?” Zera said.
“I--I don’t have to tell you,” Brandy shut her lips. Her shoulders shook and she pointedly looked away from Zera.
“Seriously? You’re going to be licking his cum out of my asshole, if not tonight then by the end of the week.”
“That really doesn’t sound sanitary. I wouldn’t want anyone getting sick,” Owen frowned.
“But--” Barbara stomped and paced. “Look, it’s--Fuck!” she shouted. “Goddammit! I don’t have to tell you!”
“Yeah? What about whenever she finds out I own her body and she comes out--”
“Can’t do that.” Barbara shook her head. “Not going to happen.”
“Yeah, what was Julie?”
“Jewel, like a precious stone,” Barbara said.
“What was Jewel doing out there?” Zera pointed through Owen’s bedroom wall to where the couch was. When the three of them quieted they could hear the heavy moaning out of Tamara’s lungs.
“Yeah, but we did a little molly and I think maybe she got some coke. Jewel’s always been--whatever, it’s not like she’s cheating. It’s only pussy.”
“Tamara used to be married to Jewel’s husband,” Owen said.
“Fiance,” Zera corrected.
“Wait? Seriously? Why the hell--Oh my god! That’s why we came to Halifax? That Tamara bitch owns Jewel?!”
“Well, I own Tamara and Jewel was the toy surprise,” Owen chuckled. “The little blue haired chick, Roxxi, came with Elizabeth. She was a shit customer apparently. My cousin Janny had pissed off Darlene. Tamara and Jewel. Zera and Wendy. You and, I thought, your sister.”
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