Four new couples

A large group had arrived all at once. Molly was happy. She was dying to tell someone about how good the cookies were!

The men headed straight for the bar but the four women headed towards her.

"Hi! I'm Molly!" She exclaimed with eager friendliness. "You have GOT to try the cookies!"

The four women chuckled. Molly usually suffered from social anxiety but she didn't seem to have a trace of it just then. She really liked these four women and was sure they were going to be the best of friends! After all, she's the one that told them about the cookies!

They introduced themselves as Bethany, LaTasha, Sheryl and Tegan. Their boyfriends also worked for Harold. They seemed bemused by how enthusiastically Molly was selling the pink-frosted cookies.

Until they tried them. Soon all five women were taking turns telling each other how awesome the cookies were! They were cookie sister!

Of course, the tray was rapidly being depleted. Molly was starting to wonder if having so many cookie sisters was wise.

But then a Hispanic man with he most adorable mustache, wearing a caterer's uniform, replaced the almost-empty tray with a full one! This was the best party ever! Molly loved everyone here and she never ever wanted to leave!

"Well, I see you've discovered the cookies," said a man's voice from behind her.

Molly turned to discover their host, grinning at her with twinkling eyes.

"Hi Harold!" Molly exclaimed. "Oh my God, I'm so glad you're here! It's a great party! Is Matt here? I came here with Matt. Oh, have you met my new friends? This is Bethany and um LaTegan."

"LaTasha," LaTasha corrected, sending a mouthful of cookies crumbs down onto her boobs, which Bethany immediately removed with two fingers which she then popped into her mouth with a giggle. LaTasha pouted, then grabbed another cookie and aggressively bit it in Bethany's direction.

"I'm LaTegan," Tegan clarified.

"No, you're Sheryl," Sheryl corrected. "Wait, no... I'm Sheryl. Who are you again?"

"I'm the girl that's getting another cookie!" Tegan announced, and did.

"Oh my God! The cookies!" Molly exclaimed. "Harold, have you tried the cookies? They are the best cookies!"

"So I've heard!" He said. "Unfortunately, I'm allergic to the pink sugar."

"You are?" Molly gasped, horrified. "That's so sad!"

"Oh, there's lots of other treats I can enjoy tonight," he assured her. "You girls really should try some of the other treats on the buffet. I know the cookies can be addictive but I'm confident you'll find other surprises you like just as much! You trust me, don't you?"

"I trust you, Harold!" Sheryl pledged, her hand going to her chest. "I trust you So MUCH!"

They all nodded in agreement. Of course they trusted Harold! Why wouldn't they? Why wouldn't they trust everyone at the party? It felt so good to just let go of all your worries and just trust! That's what made it such a great party, Molly realized. Everyone was just so safe and trustworthy!

That and the cookies.

Molly was about to follow her cookie sisters into the further buffet adventures when Harold grabbed her by the elbow and whispered in her ear.

"Of course, if you really like the pink sugar, you should ask Rex to mix you a Sugar Bomb," he said confidentiality.

"A Sugar Bomb?" She asked. "What's that?"

"It's a cocktail made my mixing the pink sugar with vodka," he said. "It packs a wallop, but I'm sure you could handle it. Trust me!"

"Oh, I do!" She insisted, as if it wasn't obvious since she hadn't objected when his hand slipped from her elbow to her ass.

But she didn't have a great history with cocktails and her cookie sisters were already gushing to each other about the other treats they had discovered.

But could anything really be better than the pink sugar?