The Stag Party

Emily helped Verity out the front of the club as she was still struggling to walk after her stage show. Emily’s friends were all getting back on the bus they’d arrived in.

“Come on Emily” they shouted at her.

“You guys go on, I need to look after her”.

Anton walked out of the club and slapped Verity hard on the ass. “Get on the bus bitch, that stag party enjoyed you on stare so much they hired you for entertainment tonight”.

“You can’t be serious, she can’t even stand” Emily replied.

“They didn’t hire her to stand, now get that whore on the bus”

Emily’s friends cheered as she walked her onto the bus. “You guys are sick” she replied.

On the bus was about 25 guys and Emily out on a stag night. Emily’s best friend from college had insisted Emily come along.

As the girls sat down, a man approached and squeezed into the seat next to them. “This is Mark, the honoured groom of tonight’s festivities, I don’t know these creeps”, Emily said sarcastically, “and he’s about to tell me why my friend from work was **** onto this bus dressed like a slutty schoolgirl”.

Mark laughed, “don’t be like that Emily, the boys were just amazed by her talents onstage and asked if she would escort us for the rest of the night”, “it’s nothing sinister I assure you” he said in a wicked tone. “Well, we’re here now, we’re in room 690, how bout you take out guest up there while I sort out the beer and cocaine” he told Emily.

“Come on Verity let’s go” she said as Emily helped her friend up and off the bus”. “It’s not far”.

When they got to the room Verity looked around in awe. It was a huge suite in a fancy hotel. “Mark must be very wealthy” she thought to herself.

“Why don’t you sit down and rest awhile” Emily said leading her to the sofa.

“Thank you” Verity said “for everything”. Emily gave her a big hug and held onto her. “What has happened to you” Emily whispered. “So much” Verity replied “but I’ll be fine, please don’t worry.”

Emily kissed her friend on the forehead and sat holding her.