Yep. They’re drunk and horny

Winter opened the door up without worrying about knocking. With the music inside, it was unlikely that they would have even heard her.

Inside, they walked down a hallway and into a kitchen that was connected with a living room full of couches, bean bags and a massive plasma tv screen on the wall.

“What the fuck Katie! Is that your sissssster!” yelled out someone from the couch, half drunk as Mark and Winter entered.

“That’s the one love,” she said to the guy rolling around on the couch.

Katie came up and gave both Winter and Mark a big hug each before introducing the two to the group. Politely, they welcomed the two inside. They were all clearly up and about.

Looking around the room, Mark worked out how many people were there in the room.

Katie of course, wearing just a light orange bikini, her massive breasts proudly on show for everyone. There was a tall stunning blonde laying back on a couch, having her feet rubbed by an older looking guy with a horrendous beard, maybe in his late 20’s. To their right was a very attractive African American female, also in a bikini, her’s red, contrasting nicely against her darker skin. She sat just next to another guy, the one that had called out before.

On the other side of the room was a guy who was ripped. He had just a pair of black briefs on, his abs could make any girl double glance. He sat on the floor, above him on the couch was another blonde girl.

“Katie, fix these two up with a couple of drinks, on the pronto,” the blonde on the left of the room said.

“Already way ahead of you Hols,” Katie replied from the kitchen. Holly, or Hols as Katie liked to call her, looked incredibly drunk. You could see it in her eyes.

Holly had on just a black t-shirt that her breasts sat comfortably inside and a pair of lacy red panties. It seemed to be a pant-less night here just about.

Feeling a little bit quiet around all these new and older drunk people, both Mark and Winter were happy to dive into the ****.

Drink after drink, they loosened up as they watched Katie and her friends get more lit.

Mark tried to learn a bit about each person and their names. A little hard to do with everyone so drunk but he learnt what he could. The blonde girl who was having her feet rubbed was Jacqueline, or the Queen bee as he saw her as. From their limited time here, Mark could tell she thought very highly of herself, probably thinking she’s more attractive than everyone else here. The guy rubbing her feet went by the name of Franco, he was high as a kite and had spent tonight worshiping Jacqueline’s feet.

The African American girl was referred to as Char, potentially short for Charlotte. She had also been smoking weed tonight and Mark had caught her fondeling the very drunk guy beside her, Vince.

And finally, there was the guy who looked absolutely shredded, Garret. Appeared to be of Irish decent, he knocked back another drink while flirting heavily with Holly.

Watching them all socialise, Mark eventually felt himself getting drunk. The same could be said for Winter as well. Having to get up to go to the bathroom, Mark rushed out, trying to get himself more on the level of Katie’s friends.

Coming back into the room from the bathroom, he was stunned for a second with what was starting to unfold in front of him.