Scarlet lends a hand

"I've got to tell you, I am really digging the whole Chippendale look your sporting right now. I will be sure to mention it as an idea to my sister for new material. Though I got to admit, my favorite look is your birthday suit." Scarlet winked. I blushed as I remembered that this young girl has seen me, touched me, and licked me when I was totally naked in broad daylight in the middle of a busy street. "As much I am enjoying the new sight in the ladies' room, isn't it a tad inappropriate for a formal event?"

"No Scarlet, I came in here by mistake. I mean, I was hoping for the men's room so I could clean out this..." as I turned around I started in horror. "Oh no!" the sink was still running, drowning my shirt in red booze that oiled out everywhere. I turned off the sink and pulled out my shirt but it was too late. My shirt was now drenched and pink, it was completely unwearable now.

"Whoops, you spilled something on your shirt," Scarlet stepped up to my side and placed a sympathetic hand on my shoulder. "I am so sorry Ahab, those kinds of stains are a pain to get out." I sighed. "Tell you what, let us help you out of here." us?

"I assume she is talking about me." A melodious European accent came out of one of the stall doors as it opened up to have a beautiful blonde in a pink dress emerge from it.

"Bridget?"

"Who else would it be love?" Bridget smiled at me flashing her perfectly white and straightened teeth. Her hair was in it's usual braid that was held together by a band that was in the shape of a magenta flower. Her eyes drank in the sight of my bare chest.

"Okay Bridget, here's the plan," Scarlet whipped out her phone from her purse and started typing on it. "I am going to text Ingrid to escort Ahab to the balcony where Santiago is. Nobody ever goes out there during these events so he should be safe until the crowd moves to the west side of the building for the buffet." Ingrid was here too? And who the hell is Santiago? "It will be your job to distract the people who are out there right now until Ingrid could get him outside. The second the crowd disperses, Ingrid will come back to the balcony and you pull off one more distraction to get him to the exit. Basically we are moving him from one hiding spot to another until he is home free."

Bridget crossed her arms considering. "I like it, but what will you be doing in this plan?"

"I have some nail polish remover in my purse. I am hoping I can use it to get the stains out of Ahab's shirt here so I can return it to him later at my sister's studio."

This actually sounded like a solid plan. I had a renewed sense of hope blossoming within me. "You would do this for me?"

"Of course Ahab, we're friends aren't we?" Are we friends? I mean, I liked Scarlet. And she had always been friendly towards me, perhaps a little too friendly. Ah, what the hell...she was pulling through for me now.

"Yes, definitely!" I embraced Scarlet for a hug, which she took gratefully.

"Mmmn, now this is what makes it worth it." She rubbed her face in my chest and caressed her hands up and down my bare back. She was really milking this hug.

"Hey, no fair!" Bridget stomped. "Don't I get a hug Ahab?" Scarlet stepped aside so Bridget could zoom in and jump right into my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. She smoothed her way up to my ear and gave it a quick bite. I shivered. "Oh how I missed those ears." She jumped down off of me just as the bathroom door opened up behind me and someone came in.