It was a balmy Friday night at Boston Middlesex College. As usual for a Friday night, no one really was up to doing anything too strenuous. Classes had just ended for the week, and even for the teachers, it was time for a break.
Two juniors were just getting out of their classes, their back packs were slung with books, that for the next few days would not see the light of day (perhaps a bare bulb on Sunday evening)
“Why?” Asked Chad Belview, “Are thongs so lame around here on the weekends. I mean you and I have been at this place for three years now, and the weekends just seem to suck worse and worse with each year.”
“Well.” Said Ryan Collins with a shrug, “We could just go ahead and have a party to liven up the weekend, would that make you feel better?”
“Don’t we need a permit or something like that?”
“Not if we have less than twenty people.”
“Ah, sounds very promising, whom do you want to invite?”
“Don’t know; lets just see what we can do when it comes to livening things up. I know of several people who want to come, but they really aren’t my type of people, you know.”
“Yes, so is word of mouth out?”
“No, lets just see what happens. We can always turn out people if it gets to be too crowded. Now onto the pleasanter aspects about this party; I’ll go ahead and get the room all straightened out, while you take care of the refreshments.”
“What about cash?”
Ryan pointed to a small metal box. “Use the key to get in. There’s about $400.”
“Listen…” Chad looked visibly nervous, “I don’t want to go ahead and take all of your cash.”
“Its all right, I’ll go ahead and get more. Do you want to charge a head count or what?”
“If you want to, but I think that it’ll be much more interesting if we don’t?”
Now it was Ryan’s turn to look shocked. “What on earth do you mean?”
“Think of it buddy, what if we charge for drinks and then wait to see what happens.” He said with a wink.
Ryan broke out into a huge grin. “I like the way that you think.” The two friends dispersed. It was about 6:45 when Chad returned from the grocery store. He had two heavy bags in his hand, and there were at least four others in the back of the truck.
Ryan held open the door for him into the dorm, and then followed him into the room.
They quickly stocked their two fridges with as much beer as possible and hid a few more others in the cooler. They stuck a bag from the pharmacy in one of Chad’s desk drawers, for emergencies only
Just as they straightened up, there came a knock at their door. “Just a minute.” Chad hollered out, and he quickly ran over to Ryan’s four disk CD player. He quickly selected a few of the better CDs to play and slid them into the machine.
Soft music slunk through the speakers, and Ryan went to get the door. Two lower class girls were there, Connie, and Brenda. Ryan knew them from his physics class, but little else.
“Hey Chad, hey Ry, are we late?”
“Not at all, the party’s only just started. Please, would you care to have a seat?” Chad gestured to the Couch with a hand and went into the fridge. “Bottle or cup?”
Connie spoke first; she had long brown hair and was wearing the tightest black dress that either man had seen. “Bottle please.”
Chad snapped off the cap, and placed it into the trash, leaning over the bar to hand it over to her. “There you go.”
“I hope that you won’t mind, but I invited a few other people over.” Connie admitted, carefully sipping her drink.
“No not at all, we just need to be careful when it comes time for fire inspection.”
“Ah.” Brenda nodded. “I understand.”
“So how many more people did you invite?” Ryan asked, hesitatingly, not sure that he was going to like the answer.
“Oh just a few.” Connie said, as she drained the first bottle and motioned for another.
“Ok, sure, not a problem. By the way girls, there’s a buck surcharge on all of the beers, just incase we need to go and get more.”
Connie fished a $20 out of her pocket book, “I understand no problem, and there you go.” She handed it to Chad, who immediately pocketed it.
“I’m bored.” Brenda stated a few moments later, “are you sure that this wasn’t just a come on to get us over here. There’s really going to be a few more people?”
“So far as I know, we didn’t invite that many;” Chad stated, but I seriously doubt that they would blow us off.” In fact almost as soon as he said that there came a knock at the door. “See what I mean?” Chad went ahead and opened the door, and there, with about fifteen of his friends was All-Star fullback Leonard Sakx.
Sakx weighed a good four hundred pounds 95% of which was muscle. “Are we fashionably late?” He flashed a huge smile, of perfectly white teeth. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and a Dinner jacket. “Lets get this party rolling, Girls…” Sakx snapped his fingers and suddenly twelve women or so streamed into the room.