Hot and bothered

You dance a little with Jo and she seems to be having fun. You notice Penelope, the host talking with Iris and they seem to be up to something so you notify Jo and she seems thoughtful: "I hope we aren't going to be doing weird things here..." She mutters and pulls her zipper up again and sighs. You tried talking about the halloween party with Chelsie, but she never really went into details about it so you want to ask: "So... what did you guys do in the other party exactly?" Jo blushes and looks at you shyly: "It was uhh... well, the one I was in... well, we played Monopoly but there were these weird cards and ugh." She says uncomfortably and you now remember Chelsie mentioning the monopoly game. Apparently she had to let someone slap her ass and it had been the worst part of the night for her.

"What else? Were there people kissing and stuff?" You smirk at her and she pouts: "Yeah, there were! And doing worse stuff. Someone even touched my butt at one point and I don't know. Then there was this horrible game where they put these vibrators... t-they **** us to..." She pauses and hugs herself: "They f-**** us to put the thing on and a-and I got scared and it went o-o-off a-and... it..." You see her legs shaking and you realize she might have some pretty bad memories of it and put a hand over her shoulders and pet it: "Jo. I get it. So, they pretty much **** you to cum with that vibrator thing, right?" She nods and gulps: "I-I really didn't w-want to... i-it was so embarrassing. It felt so weird, I never want to do that again. I-I think..."

You catch it and step back and cross your arms: "You think? What do you mean?" She gets a pout and slaps you on the chest: "Ah! I mean, I definatelly don't want that to happen to me again! But I'm not sure if..." She is bright red and still shaking a little - it's too cute: "If I want to... orgasm again, or whatever. I don't know. Pearl said it can be nice too. But I really don't know at all. It felt so weird." You listen amused. It felt almost impossible to you that there exists this kind of cinnamon roll girl who really harbors zero sexual energy and has came only once from some freaky vibrator thing in Chelsie's perverted party of all places.

"Say, Jo. Let's forget about that for a while and try to think a solution for one thing. You are sweating bullets in that costume! Have you noticed?" You tease her and she jumps up and down and exhales deeply: "YES! It's so hot in this! Ah, I didn't think at all. I thought it wouldn't be this warm. B-but... ah, I'm so thristy. I s-should go take a shower and... well, I need to change clothes." She zips the costume down and tries to fan her chest panting: "But I have no idea what to put on! I didn't bring any other clothes or anything. I'm going to cry..." She suddenly hugs you and you pat her back. So, going to help her now, are we? You frankly did not expect to be doing this for the party, but it's not like people here are doing anything interesting anyways. Damn Christmas.