The Party Crasher

Thirty-one year old Cindy Jones was a what one might call a party girl, as she loved parties and doing wild things at them. There were the usual weddings, Holiday parties, pool parties, and birthday parties that she attended for friends and coworkers. But there was one kind of party that she loved above all else: The one she wasn't invited to.

See, Cindy was what some people might call a "Party Crasher". She loved to crash and do insane stuff at other peoples' weddings, pool parties, holiday parties, birthday parties, and the like.

Hell, she was even able to sneak into a wild sorority party at her old college with enough makeup; looking more like a twenty-two year old college student rather than a woman in her early thirties who was nine years out of college.

After all, it wasn't like she was ever going to see anyone attending these parties again.

Which brought us to today...

Cindy had heard through the grapevine at work about a high class, fancy get together over at a mansion a few miles out of town. These were her favorite to crash because of all the wild things she could at them, and seeing the stunned reactions on the faces of those who did get an invite.

They even had a pool and they weren't even planning on using it. Come on!

Pulling up a few yards away from the mansion, Cindy grinned from ear to ear as she stepped out of the car and slowly made her way through the woods that led to the mansion's backyard. She had the perfect way to crash this heard of boring snobs.

As she came up to the hedges of the yard, Cindy looked out and saw all the guests in their fancy suits and cocktail dresses. A stark contrast to the neon purple bathrobe that she was wearing.

And was the only thing she was wearing.

Cindy let out a laugh as she undid the sash of her robe and tossed it into the woods behind her...