Mingling together

The fundraiser itself is pretty boring, and people keep recognizing your face from the boards and come up to you to introduce themselves. If it weren't for the 2 supermodels following you around everywhere, you would have found the event unbearable. Most of the time, you find yourself nodding and agreeing politely with people, not having much input on the conversations, though nobody seems to mind. They all just want a few minutes of your time. While it's nice to meet a few famous athletes and take selfies with them, the evening is not an event that you're used to or comfortable with, and you wonder how Abby expected you to have fun at such an occasion.

Eventually, Martha and Elsa pull you away from the socializing and direct you over to the buffet line. Much your surprise, the supermodels load their plates up with lots of food while you take a modest amount, before you 3 find a small, standing table nearby to enjoy your food. As get to the table, Martha notices the strange look on your face and she laughs, guessing what you're thinking.

"Yes, we eat. Just because we're models and skinny doesn't mean we don't eat. Most of our day is spent working out and that builds up an appetite. The only time we kind of take it easy with the food are the days before a swimsuit shoot or walking the runway," she says, biting into a cheeseburger slider. You and Elsa laugh at the comment, before indulging in your own food, and it's the first time you 3 get to chat between each other, making small talk about the event and sports stars you've seen in the place. It turns out that Elsa used to be a professional basketball player in Sweden before she became a model, which explains her interest in the fundraiser, while Martha is here because she was dragged along by her friend. When they ask you about your interest, you make up a story about your sister being a young athlete and how lucky she is have all the support she needs, but also how she constantly tells you about others who don't. That story draws some "awws" from the models, with both of them rubbing your arms on either side of you.

You're not sure if this is what Abby had intended to happen at the fundraiser, but now you have the attention of 2 amazingly beautiful women, 1 of whom you've already had sex with by chance, and you're starting to wonder how best to proceed for the night and also to secure a contract with either or both of them.

When you 3 are all done eating, you turn away from the standing table together as a group, with Martha on your left and Elsa on your right, about to resume hobnobbing with the social elite gathered. Instead of offering them your arms to hold onto this time, you decide to be a little bolder and put your hands around their waists. However, as your hands move to their waists, Elsa spins around to grab a napkin from the table, and instead of resting on the small of her lower back, your right hand slips into the front of her dress that has a plunging neckline all the way down to her stomach. You had been trying not to stare down the front of her dress all night, the body glitter on her chest making it harder to resist, and now your hand is pressed firmly against her smooth skin and tight abs.

Both of you freeze as Elsa turns her head to you, then starts to crack a smile. "Your hand is warm," she says. In response, you start to move your hand upward, daring her to stop you. She doesn't, and soon your palm is moving up the curve of her braless left breast until you're cupping it completely. Elsa's nipple is hard rock and poking at the middle of your palm. Elsa grabs your wrist and holds your hand in place, and looks over to Martha who is quietly observing the interaction between you 2.

"I think it's time to get out of here," Martha says with a wink.