Bobbi, ready to party

I backed away from the strange woman as she read from her note cards. Finally I felt the bedroom door behind me, I snaked my hand into the room grabbing the bat. With my self defense in my hands, I cocked the bat back over my shoulder. “What are you doing in my apartment?”

“I’m here to help guide you,” the strangely clean homeless woman said. Guide me? How crazy was this woman? The white hair made me think she was older, but now that I got a better look she looks around my age.

She took a step towards me and I yelled, “Stop! Don’t come any closer!” I winced when my hand burnt a little, stupid ring must’ve pinched me with how hard I was holding the bat. One thing at a time and obviously the home invader was more serious of a threat over a little pinching.

“Look why don’t you put down the club, and let me explain,” she said with a smile. Her chains clinked as she reached a hand out, as if I would just hand her my weapon.

“No, I have a better idea. Why don’t you go back to your overpass and suck cock, you homeless whore?” I raised my bat threatening to swing. I tried my best to keep up my stern facade as I felt another tinge of pain from my hand. To my surprise, the white haired woman turned to leave, pausing to look at me one last time. I quickly crossed the room shutting the door and locking it. I sank against the door, feeling my heart beat out of my chest.

How the hell did she get in here? I closed my eyes trying to settle down after the tense situation. “I need a drink,” I said out loud, rising to my feet. I opened my cabinets grabbing the fireball and a shot glass. Two shots down, then I tensed up at hearing a knock on the door. I wrapped my hand around the bat.

“Bobbi, let me in you dirty slut.” Oh thank goodness, it was just Haley. I flipped the lock, letting my friend in. I paused, staring at her. She looked drop dead gorgeous. Don’t get me wrong, she was always stunning but tonight she was on a whole different level of hot. Haley pushed past me into my living room, “You’ll never guess what I saw leaving your building.”

“A crazy homeless lady dressed in a bunch of chains?” I took a random guess.

Haley laughed, “I guess you saw her too.” She poured herself a shot.

“You could say that. She broke into my apartment, I had to chase her out with a bat,” I said pointing at the bat leaning against the cabinets.

“No shit, I told you you needed move out of here,” she poured a shot for the both of us.

We slammed our shots, “I think I’m coming around to the idea.” We went back to my room so I could finish getting ready, I was running a bit behind thanks to the break-in. “Which top?” I hold up my options for the night.

Haley looked both tops over, meanwhile I caught myself checking out her tits begging to pop out of her deep cut shirt. I bit my lip, tonight was definitely a sapphic night. I’m mostly straight but every couple months I get the craving for clam, and it looks like it was that kind of night. Something about my half-Japanese friend must have flared up my homosexual thoughts tonight, probably her low cut top. “I think the pink,” she said pulling my attention away from her tits.

I finished getting ready, checking out Haley whenever I had the chance. “Our Uber’s here,” Haley cried out, so we made our way downstairs and on our way to the club. Haley set out to find a table to claim, while I got our drinks from the bar.

The bartender shoots me a smile as she handed over our drinks. “So these are on the house, right?” I flirted, giving in to my lesbian urges. As soon as the words leave my mouth, I felt the pain flare up my arm again. I really needed to get this ring off, but it wouldn’t budge. I was also worried about how much it hurt. Was it hitting some kind of nerve?

I was looking over the ring, so I almost missed it when the bartender said, “Sure.” Hot damn. I opened my mouth to try flirting with her some more, but she sped off to the next customer before I got a chance. Hmmm, that was odd. Oh well, free drinks was a great way to start the night.

The night went on with plenty of dancing, and more free drinks. I kept my eyes out for any ladies looking my way. I started to get frustrated that none of the sexy ladies around the bar seemed into it, just the countless guys trying to score with either Haley or myself. Whatever time to be forward, I downed my current drink and scanned the dance floor for the hottest bitch I could find. Target acquired, a blonde in a tight dress the sides slit up her thighs.

I squeezed my way through the crowd to the sexy blonde. Hot damn, she was even sexier up close. Her ass shook along with the beat of the music, her hands ran along her own body and through her voluminous hair. I moved in close, grinding up against her from behind. She looked over her shoulder at me, and saw a look of rejection cross her face. Fuck, staring at her lips my only thought was ‘Just fucking kiss me already!’

The ring snagged my finger again, damn I need to get that off. Before I could even try to reposition it, I was caught off guard by the blonde’s lips meeting mine. Hot damn, the ring could wait. I pulled her against me, as our lips locked and our tongues danced. I cupped her ass, getting a good feel for her glorious booty. We made out while grinding for the rest of the song. “I’m going to get us some drinks, why don’t you meet me at my table?” I flinched when the ring burnt me as I pointed at our table where Haley was flirting with her newest suitor.

She made her way through the crowd and I watched her ass as I made my way to the bar. I ordered two drinks and a tray of shots. The bartender poured my drinks, still free of charge. I bit my lip as the thought of her being into a threesome crossed my mind, the bartender and blonde in my bed. I winced as the ring sent a burning pain up my arm. Before grabbing my tray, I looked the ring over. Nothing seemed to be poking out, and I couldn’t figure out why it would be burning. I tugged at the silver but it wouldn’t slide off my finger. Ugh, I just needed to be careful not to let the ring snag anything, I wasn’t about to let a tiny piece of silver get between me and that bombshell blonde waiting for me.

“Did someone say shots!” I said setting the tray down. The four of us picked up our first shot, quickly followed by our second. I felt a tinge of jealousy as the strange man at the table wrapped an arm around Haley’s shoulder. I pushed that thought from my mind, it doesn’t matter Haley was straight as an arrow and I already had a hot blonde on the fast track to my bed.

“Cheers,” Haley said holding up the next round of shots.

I flung my head back letting the shot slide down my throat, before waking up the next morning. The sun beat down through the windows, it felt like fire to my poor eyes. I rubbed my head trying to ease the pain stabbing into my temples. Where am I? Hot damn, this place is fucking fancy. I went to push myself up, but when only one of my arms responded I fell face first back into my pillow. I tried my left arm again, but it wouldn’t move.

I readjusted trying to get a good look at my apparently lame arm. When I looked to my left, I came face to face with a nice plump ass. I couldn’t help but notice the words “Bobbi’s Bitch” tattooed across the cheek. Oh no, how drunk did I get last night? I rolled out of bed rising to my feet, my left arm hung limp at my side. I rubbed it, but everything just seemed to ache.

I looked down seeing a handful of naked ladies scattered around the floor. I stepped over a couple on my way to the bathroom. My arm dangled loosely, swaying with each step. The silver on my limp hand caught my eye. Did that damn ring kill my arm? I took another close look, but still couldn’t find any reason it would be causing damage. It rotated freely in both directions without snagging. I had full range of motion, granted I had to use my working hand to test that since I couldn’t actually move my left hand. The only oddity seemed to be its insistence to remain on my finger.