A wild party

Three things slam into your senses when you enter the house. First is the music -- loud hip-hop with a jungle percussion beat underneath. Second is the smell of sweat and pot smoke. Third is the sight of people everywhere -- some dancing, some making out, some shouting over the music to be heard by the person right next to them. In other words, a typical teenage house party in suburbia.

As the four of you start to wander out of the hallway at the entrance, Randy's friend Max along with Tina his girlfriend walk up. Tina is wearing just a bra on top trying to cover some big tits, apparently having lost her shirt previously. They both have an arm around the other and a drink in the other hand.

"Hey, Dan! Glad you could make it! Where's Randy!?" he shouts over the music.

"He had to drop out! His dinner didn't agree with him or something! This is Jessica, Isabelle, and Sheila! Guys, this is Max and Tina!" you reply.

They all wave and say 'hi'.

"Where's the booze!? These ladies are thirsty!"

"In the kitchen! That way!" he yells as he points.

You notice Tina giving you the eye, winking at you and grinning. She also winks and licks her lips at Isabelle. Randy's told you about she and Carl having threesomes. Randy had one with them once.

Max leans close and says, "That's Sheila!? Randy's sister!?" You nod. "He never lets her come to these parties!"

You kind of shout and kind of whisper back, "Since he couldn't come, he let me bring her!"

He stands back, smirking at you and giving you the thumbs up. "Well done! So, folks, have fun! I gotta check on the music!" They walk down the hallway toward the depths of the house. Tina slips her hand down Max's pants.

The four of you, with Jessica and Sheila hanging on your arms and Isabelle holding Sheila's hand, walk in the direction of the kitchen. You pass a couple half dressed, making out and fondling each other in the hall. Then you get to the kitchen. Bill, a senior at your school, is pouring vodka into cups as fast as he can, and people are taking the glasses and adding the mix they want from a huge array of bottles on the counter. There's also beer in tubs of ice.

Sheila immediately grabs a cup of vodka and pours about the same amount of cranberry juice in. Then she drains the cup. "What? I don't want to carry the drink around."

Jessica puts tonic in and finds a lime wedge. "Tonic for what ails you," she says.

Isabelle takes a cup and pours in orange juice. Then she searches through the sea of bottles and finds a tiny bottle of sloe gin. You are impressed that Max has sloe gin. "What? I really love a Slow Screw." Then she licks her lips at you. "Too bad they don't have Galliano." You know that would make it a Slow Screw Against the Wall. You grin back and wink.

You dig through the tub of beer and laugh when you find Polygamy Porter. You take that and open it.