Author's Note:
Thank you all for your patience. Just got engaged, life has been a whirlwind. I will be ending the Christy story with the next chapter, and I hope you enjoy the story.
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A couple of weeks passed since Kevin broke up with Christy. On the days following their big break up, Christy was completely alone. She had no job as she was just fired, no boyfriend as she just cheated on him, and absolutely no friends because she spent all the time working at the job mentioned above or with the aforementioned boyfriend. If you think about it, the only people around the area who knew Christy were the frat guys who molested her body at the party and Jack, fresh from just fucking Christy's brains out.
For the first time in a very long time, Christy had no one to go to. She had no one to confide in. She had no friends. And to make matters worse, the tickets to EDC that sat on her desk were haunting her, completely reminding her of the fact that just weeks ago - an 18-year-old high school senior thoroughly bred her.
Biting her lip, she thought to reach out to Kevin via iMessage but all her attempts to salvage any amicable and civil relationship with her boyfriend were for naught as he had blocked her on all forms of communication and social media.
"If I can't reach out to Kevin..." Christy thought to herself, "Then maybe I could reach out to Kyle". Kyle was Kevin's childhood best friend and the one Christy felt the closest to. If anyone could make this possible, it would be him.
[Could you get Kevin to reply to me about EDC? I want to go with him. ]
[ He said he doesn't feel like going this year. Did something happen? ]
Christy realized that Kyle didn't know. Probably none of his friends knew. If word got out that Christy broke a long-term relationship with an old Asian Man and a guy younger than her boyfriend, Kevin would never recover from that.
[ We just had a small fight. Crap, now I have an extra ticket and no fucking group to go with...]
[You can meet up with us? We're locked in for rooms but you shouldn't be alone in Vegas. It's me, Tyson, and Jimmy. Their girlfriends will be there too so you won't be the only girl
If you guys promise it won't be weird....maybe don't tell Kevin? I don't want him to get mad at me for going with you guys and ruining your trip...]
[It'll be fine, the more the merrier. See you there xoxo]
Having no other option and just being relieved that she was going to be at least able to go, Christy reluctantly agreed to go to EDC with her ex-boyfriend's group. It might not be with who she wanted but for the first time, she'll be going on a friend trip and she'll be in a completely new place, completely single. Sure, she was responsible for the breakup but she just wanted to move on. She opened her closet for the sluttiest outfits she could think of - she was going to show up in Las Vegas as a completely different person.
Fast forward a couple of weeks, Christy arrived in Vegas. She arrived at the hotel lobby to check into the room and she met her group for the trip.
"It's nice to see you guys again!!! It's been so long" Christy exclaimed. She was thrilled to be with some new and some familiar faces. "Are you guys excited?"
"Fuck yeah!" Kyle cheered. Kyle was a tall, sweet Asian guy who fit the nice guy stereotype. Christy often found comfort in talking to Kyle, as he came off as innocent and trustworthy.
"I'm ready as ever. Let's go fucking party!!!" Jimmy responded. Jimmy was this cocky white guy in their group who was kind of a dick. Christy never enjoyed talking to him, because he came off too much as a prick and his attitude towards Christy was extremely rude and ignorant. She'd often catch him staring at her and Kevin previously shared screenshots of Jimmy objectifying her.
"Guys, let's go. Our rooms are ready now," Tyson pointed out. Tyson was the only one there with a girlfriend. He was the oldest of the group, a tall black guy who was the furthest in life, the tallest, and the best looking of the group by far. He and his girlfriend had been in a long-term relationship for as Christy could remember and were easily the group's de facto Mom and Dad.
Cindy (Tyson's girlfriend) caught up with Christy on the way up to their room.
"I heard you had a pretty rough breakup. Are you doing okay?" she asked, comforting her. Christy felt happy that someone was showing some amount of kindness to her. Not wanting to cause too much of a fuss, Christy quickly dismissed it.
"It's okay! Kevin just needs some space right now. Honestly, Cindy, there's no other group of people I'd rather be with than all of you." She meant it, too. Right now, she'd rather spend her first time in Vegas with just friends than deal with her relationship drama. As they got to their room, Christy found a sense of comfort in the fact that this EDC trip was finally happening.
Opening her suitcase, she had trouble with what she'd be wearing. Black lingerie? A cheerleader's uniform?
Christy went with a classic. An Asian schoolgirl costume. A plaid skirt that rode too high and a too-tight white top that barely covered her breasts. If Kevin didn't want to be with her, she could easily find someone else. Looking in the mirror, Christy smiled. She was going to give the men of EDC something to stare at.
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By the time they got to the first set, the group had made its way to the middle of the crowd. Tyson and Cindy split off to spend quality time alone, while Jimmy went to meet random people in the crowd. That left Christy alone with Kyle.
It was a little awkward at first, and Kyle could've used a bit more confidence so he was really lucky that Christy wanted to dance. She took the initiative by giving him a little peck on the lips. After all, they were friends! She wanted him to feel comfortable and at ease with her. She grabbed his hand and led him into the middle of the crowd where they found themselves alone, engulfed by the gigantic crowd.
As the drugs in her body started to rile up, her body started to get warmer and more sensitive. With Kyle softly bumping into her from behind, she decided to reward his company. Christy lifted her skirt to reveal to him her ass, and she bent over and proceeded to grind against Kyle. Although it seemed innocent, the feeling of a horny Asian girl grinding against his cock was sending Kyle to the moon.
She felt something hard and stiff, trying to figure out how large he was packing. Horny and high, she was melting in the music and Kyle's hands as they explored her body. Molesting her tits, stomach, and ass, she felt like she was his property. That's when Kyle pulled her hair, causing her to moan and arch her back. Kyle went in to make out with her, his tongue slid down her mouth.
At first, it felt nice but as they continued to make out she started to realize how dangerous this was becoming and she immediately pushed him away.
"Kyle, stop! What the fuck are you doing?" she shouted. "I don't want to do any of that. I just wanted to have fun with my friends."
While Kyle was nice and sweet, the truth was, she didn't necessarily find him attractive. He reminded her too much of Kevin and the family members she grew up with. Truth be told, she didn't want that. Sure, it was fun to mess around with Kyle, but how could it be fun if she didn't want it?
She pushed Kyle away. Confused, he tried to grab her hand, but Christy screamed bloody murder and ran off.
She left the stage, in a panic. She wanted to be here today with her friends! Sure she was dressed like a slut and maybe she did go a little far with Kyle but that doesn't give Kyle the right to kiss her like that!
Justifying her actions, she found herself near the restrooms where she found Jimmy.
