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"Hey man!" A voice calls out suddenly. "Where you headed?"

You hesitate. "I uhh.."

"Come on, don't be snooping in the bedrooms." He replies before you can actually answer.

He grabs you by the shoulder and leads you back down stairs and hands you a drink. "Lots of girls man, look around, talk to one. No peeping".

He must not have seen the one pulling me into the bedroom. You think to yourself.

You chuckle, "Yeah, for sure".

Your friend walks off to hang out with a group to the side.

The last few minutes seem like a haze. Who was that girl? Maybe I should go back up there... but...

You shake your head, something seems wrong.

You decide to sit down for a minute, and walk past a large crowd of college kids. Some dressed up in rediculous Christmas outfits, others sexy like Miss Claus up there a minute ago. Others, like you, have no outfit. You feel kind of lame.

You plop yourself on the nearest couch and nurse your drink for a bit. Something up on the balcony catches your eye, and you look up. A cute sorority girl opens up the door you were headed into, and pokes her head in.

She is, amusingly enough, wearing another Miss Claus outfit, which you guess is the go-to theme of the day for the pretty girls looking for attention. Her outfit covers a bit more, in some aspects. The top is basically a red corset. The bottom is damn near a thong. Red and white stockings. No shoes, with a Santa hat on her head.

A moment later, she steps inside and closes the door behind her.

Some commotion nearby distracts you, and a curly haired brunette has taken her top off, and is letting drunk guys take turns kissing her tits.