The invitation just read.... 'Party of the Year - Broad-minded Singles Only. Don't Miss It!'
I knocked at the large wooden door and waited. Disco lights were flashing out from a downstairs window and I could hear the rhythmic bass beat of music. As the door opened the noise suddenly became pulsatingly loud.
A pretty blonde head popped out.
"Got your invitation?" She had to almost shout to make herself heard.
"Yep. Here it is," I showed her.
"Are you one of Dean's friends?" she asked motioning for me to follow.
"Yes.... Is he here yet?"
"No. I think he's coming later."
Bloody great!.... He had been raving about this party for weeks and now he was going to be late. I'm not usually a party animal and wasn't going to bother going, but it was his sheer insistence and persistence that had eventually worn me down. I had tried to get him to elaborate on many occasions but he seemed really secretive about it. He had just said, "Take it from me - this will be a night you will never forget..... make sure you are there!!!"
It wasn't really like him to be vague about anything, but I trusted his judgment without question. I had known Dean ever since I helped to pull him out of a river when we were eight years old. He'd been messing about on a raft which had capsized and couldn't swim very well. Ever since we had been close friends... perhaps until now!
The girl who had let me in looked to be about twenty years old and wore a body hugging black mini-dress with thigh length latex boots. As I followed her to where the action was taking place I couldn't help admiring the rear view of her curvy bum. She must have been shoe-horned into that dress. Promising start, I thought to myself.
The main room appeared to be quite large and was dark, save for the pounding lights coming from the disco stand in the corner. The noise was so loud that it was difficult to think straight. I could just make out shapes of about thirty or so people scattered around the room. Some were dancing, others drinking and some in groups trying to shout over the noise. There were a number of large sofa's positioned around the edges of the room, all were still unoccupied.
Being a little unsure of myself and not able to recognise anyone present I spotted the bar and decided to grab myself a pint and wait for Dean to arrive. A makeshift bar was set up at the side of the room and was attended by - what I can only describe as, 'wet-dream fodder.' She was a vision of loveliness. Long jet black hair, heavy but perfectly applied make-up and was dressed in what can only be described as a kinky Maid's uniform. The dress was made from a shiny black PVC material and the front was cut low enough to spill out most of her ample tits - almost down to the nipples! The skirt was micro-length and revealed the whole of her stocking tops and black suspenders. A small white apron completed the picture.
I shouted my order to her and decided to hang around the bar for a while...... perusing the scenery!
I stood and watched as she served another one or two people then when the queue subsided she ambled over to me.
"Did you come last year?" she questioned.
"No. No........Dean Shaw invited me.....Said not to miss it."
As I had to lean towards her to make myself heard I stole a sneaky glance down her front of her dress and nearly fell head first into her ample cleavage.
"I thought I didn't recognise you!" she said. ".....I think you'll enjoy it tonight!" She winked knowingly.
"...I'm enjoying it already!!" I laughed.
The room began to fill with more and more people but still no sign of Dean. I had sent a text to his mobile phone, but had not responded. Suddenly the music abruptly stopped, mid record, and the blonde girl who had let me in walked up to the disco stand.
"Lights on please," she shouted to a man leaning against the wall. He obliged. In the light I looked around quickly to see if there was anyone there who I knew. There seemed to be a few people in groups of two's and three's talking together and quite a few who seemed to be on their own. In general they were a fairly young lot - twenty's and mid thirty-somethings. The one thing that stood out the most was that most of the women were absolutely stunning!!
"Ok you lot!!" she announced as the talking eventually subsided. "Welcome to our little get-together!......And for all of you who came last year...By popular request we will be re-running some of the same games again!" (A big cheer went up from the floor) "...And if this is you're first time... My name is Debbie.... We hold this party every year with the same nucleus of people. Any new guests must be nominated by existing members, but the downside is that the nominator will sacrifice their own attendance for that year. If anyone is unfortunate enough to drop out for other reasons, new guests are invited by our selection panel. In this way we keep the numbers the about same and we ensure that we get only the best guests!!" (Big cheer all round).
"Are there any new members present this evening?" she called out, looking around the room.
I slowly put my hand up with about four or five others.
"Would you all please step foward..... I think they deserve a big round of applause folks!!!!".
We made our way to the front, really not knowing what to expect. I cursed Dean under my breath for talking me into this situation. Unfortunately I was committed now.
"Ok all you first-timers.... Or 'party virgins' as we like to call you.... You will have the great honour of picking out of the hat first. This was met with general boos and hisses from the audience. Looking puzzled, we all in turn put our hand into the relevant "Men's" or "Women's" sparkly silver top hat that she held out to us and we selected a folded piece of paper. "Do not open it until I say so," she instructed.
"OK then, one at a time please state your name then open the paper and announce to the floor what character you will be this evening!" she grinned. I immediately thought that it was going to be a role-play party with nerdy obsessive people in pretend lands.
I stood second in line and waited as the girl in front of me unfolded her paper and read it out.
"My name is Lisa and it says.....Girl-guide?... on my ticket," she announced looking even more puzzled. (Wolf- whistles from the floor).
"Congratulations!! You will be a Girl-guide for the rest of the evening and you will report to your superior....... yet to be drawn out of the hat!!!" our hostess called out.
"If you go upstairs you will find your changing room. Get into costume and return in about twenty minutes." The girl shrugged her shoulders and walked to the door.
"A round of applause for the lucky lady!" she prompted.
I could feel the eyes of everyone staring at me as I unfolded my selection.
"Hi, I'm Rob, and it says here...Headmaster," I stated, feeling even more puzzled.
This was followed by loud booing and good natured barracking from the men on the floor.
"Congratulations!! You will be a Headmaster for the rest of the evening and your inferiors.....yet to be drawn out will report to you!!"
"Good choice!!" Debbie laughed. "I can see that you will be popular tonight."
As I aimed for the door where the Girl guide had gone I heard the blonde who was in the queue after me announcing, "....Nurse!!"
As I climbed the stairs I was faced with a corridor full of closed doors. Where did she say to go? I decided to use the trial and error method of sticking my head around each door.
The first one was a bathroom, the second a small bedroom with no signs of life. The third was a large bedroom with coat-hangers of clothing all around the walls. Each outfit was neatly arranged and each coat hanger had a plastic covering. There didn't seem to be anyone around so I entered and noticed that each one had a yellow label with scribbled writing affixed to it. I looked at the first seven or eight. "....Policewoman.....Air Stewardess...... Nurse..... Schoolgirl..... Wren....... French Maid......... Brownie." It appeared that someone must have a uniform fetish.
Then the penny dropped....Oh bugger, this must be the women's changing room! Before I could leave, the door at the far end of the bedroom opened. Lisa the "would-be" Girl-guide walked in wearing an all black combination of bra and knickers with stockings and suspenders. She had been getting changed in the ensuite bathroom and had come for her outfit....
She saw me and quickly picked up her dress, holding it to her front for cover.
"Sorry wrong room!" I smiled apologetically.
"I think you want to be three doors down," she pointed.... "I had to try all the rooms before I found this one!"
"....This is a bit of a strange party, don't you think.....?" I looked to her for some crumbs of comfort.
"...I think it'll get stranger before the night is out...if what I've heard is true!!!" she grinned and gestured for me to leave.
I closed the door and followed her directions down the corridor to the men's room.
