"You ready for this?" Sam said holding the vial of blue liquid.
"I don't know, Sam," Lester said anxiously.
They stood in Lester's parents' kitchen. Both the high school seniors had worked hard to transform the house into a perfect spot for a party. The school year had just ended. Their graduation was only days away and Lester's parents had intentionally planned a vacation so that their son could have the house to host a party. They would fly back in time to see him graduate, but their present to him was the unrestricted access to their home.
Lester had never been super popular. Everyone liked him well enough, but no one really ever paid attention to him. He hadn't played sports or sang in the musicals or done anything noteworthy. The boy had talent, but was afraid of just about everything.
In four years of high school he'd never dated anyone. The internet was his girlfriend. And they only hooked up late at night after his parents had gone to sleep. Even still, Lester always masturbated with a sense of fear he might get caught.
"Explain it to me again before we go through with it," Lester said. Sam put his hands up and acquiesced. He wanted to get it done already, but he respected his friend enough to not force the issue.
"Okay, bud," Sam said patiently. "I spent three years figuring out this formula. That's why I kept signing up to be teacher's assistant for Mr. Grimey. He would always let me use the chemistry lab whenever I wanted to. And I guarantee I mixed up the perfect answer to our problem."
"But isn't it deceitful?" Lester said.
"Look, if we put this into the party punch, all it will do is lower everyone's inhibitions and crank up their libidos. Whatever they choose to do is still their choice."
"I dunno, Sam."
"Lester," Sam said. "Alcohol lowers your inhibitions too and they're all gonna willingly drink that. The only difference is that my concoction does it five times more efficiently and doesn't tire people out or give hangovers."
Lester was scared. He was always scared. Sam knew it and kept talking to put him at ease.
"I made sure that only seniors are invited, so everyone at the party will be eighteen. And our class is 54% female, so our odds are good. All you have to do is talk to a girl and she'll wanna jump your bones."
It was nearly 9PM and people would start showing up to the party in the next half hour or so. Lester knew it was now or never. He looked at Sam and sighed a deep breath.
"Fuck it," Lester said. "Let's try it out."
Sam smiled and poured the contents of the vile into the massive punch bowl and stirred it up a bit.
Even though he wasn't particularly popular, everyone showed up at Lester's pre graduation party. Sam made sure to sell people on the idea that there would be no parents there and plenty of alcohol.
Lester greeted people at the door trying not to show how scared he was at what might happen later. Sam, was smoother than Lester - not that it would take much. But he knew tonight was his best chance at getting laid before college, so he went all out. He carried cups of punch on a serving tray and served them with a hard sell.
"What's in it?" one girl asked.
"What's your favorite drink?" Sam replied.
"I only drink vodka," she said. He leaned down and whispered to her as if he was telling her government secrets.
"I don't wanna tell too many people this, but its just vodka and sugar free punch," he said with a wink. The girl smiled as if she'd just been let into the inner circle of punch knowledge and took a cup.
"Don't worry your secret's safe with me," she said before taking a sip.
Sam walked toward a pair of other girls in the corner of the room.
"Ladies," Sam said. "Would you mind helping me out?" The two girls looked at each other and shrugged.
"With what?" one of them said. He leaned in and whispered.
"You know my boy, Lester," Sam said. "He's shy and wants this party to be amazing. So, he made this jungle juice, but he's afraid he didn't do a good job. Would you two mind having a glass of punch and telling him that it tastes good?"
"That's so sweet of you," the other girl said touching Sam's shoulder with her hand. "Of course we will."
They both took cups and drank from them.
By 10PM the party was raging and most everyone had arrived that was expected. Lester had greeted everyone at the front door, but hadn't talked to anyone other than that. This party was all he wanted. He thought as host, he'd have an easier time talking to people, which might lead to him talking to a girl which might mean him losing his virginity. And even though the night was young he hadn't done a good job so far.
Part of the reason for his lack of ease was knowing that the punch was spiked with Sam's creation. He tried not to think about it. Then the front door opened.
Lester walked to the door to see a group of four ladies and one guy. He knew one of the girls, but everyone else was unfamiliar.
"Hey Lester!" Brittany said giving him a hug. She was already a bit inebriated. Lester enjoyed the surprise hug. Brittany was one of the hottest girls at his school. He'd crushed on her for a while, but their only relationship was that they were lab partners in biology their junior year.
The entourage walked inside. Everyone besides Brittany looked older. The guy had a full beard.
"Lester, this is my sister, Grete," Brittany said motioning to the girl who looked exactly like Brittany except a bit older, an inch taller and with bigger boobs.
"We're here to make sure my sister's safe," Grete said somewhat curtly. "Bad shit can happen at a house party. Hope you don't mind." Lester's heart raced in his chest
Lester rushed over to Sam who was handing a cup of punch to a cute brunette with glasses.
