Will Rod crash the party?

"How about I come to the party?" Rod asked. "I don't know anybody in the neighborhood yet."

"No!" Cassie gasped with a laugh, then realized that sounded rude. "Sorry, it's a sleepover party. It's not because you're black..." she explained, a tad defensively. "Girls only."

"So topless pillow fights, lesbian kissing, that sort of thing?" Rod said with a smirk.

Cassie's cheeks flushed but she managed a smile. "Something like that," she replied sarcastically before blinking her blue eyes. "I've never met a negro before!"

Rod took her by the hand and led her out of the garage. "Show me which bedroom is yours." Cassie took her around the side of the house and pointed at a ground-floor window. "Perfect, it faces my place!" he observed, then reached into his pocket and produced some pills which he handed to the blonde. "Put these in your friend's drinks."

"Why?" Cassie asked, eyeing them suspiciously.

"It's a birthday present!" Rod explained. "It'll help ensure you girls have a good time tonight. Then, make sure you leave the window and blinds open, because I'll be coming by at eleven. Unless you girls want to come over to my place." Then he turned and gave her a smack on the ass. "Now get in there and I'll see you later."

Cassie hurried back inside, stunned and uncertain what Rod's plan was for her and her pretty white friends...