WOW! X (COMPLETE)

WOW! X Chapter 1

Talking to myself was a habit or skill; however you wish to look at it, which invariable got me in trouble. I just seem to space out and either comfort myself with soothing words or slap myself out of some lame reverie where I was bottle dropping it and needed a swift kick up the butt to remind myself that life was short so live the fuck out of it.

Here I am talking to myself again!

'Shit One, what the hell am I doing here at a party, I don't even know anyone and it's totally ram. There is so much dry humping going on, it's like the scene from Dirty Dancing when Baby carries a Water Melon.'

This was my new work mate Sandy's party, no particular reason for it and she felt like having one. She didn't have to invite me but she did so time to give myself a severe 'mental' reprimanding... 'Get a grip, stop talking to yourself and go shake your thang...... go on shift it.... go throw a few shapes on the dance floor'.

That's the other thing; this house has a dance floor!

House party invariable means I get to show off my carpet dancing, which is another skill I have, but this house was like a miniature White House or Dallas or the Colby's or Falcon Crest or.... I need to stop watching these re-runs and get back to reality and party.

God which direction should I go in?

"Hi, are you alright? You look lost. Are you looking for Sandy?"

I looked up to see a totally cute guy, brown hair with just the right amount of product in it to make it stylish and not greasy, brown eyes like galaxy chocolate, perfect smile with muscles galore and a t shirt that clung to them in all the right places.... Oh my god I am totally scoping him right now.... back to reality you pervert.

"Come with me, scaredy cat and we'll find her."

He offered me his hand like a parent crossing a child over the road. Before I knew it I was holding that perfect hand which felt warm and strong and was being steered through the crowd by a total hottie whose name I had forgot to ask as I was too busy drooling. Even though I didn't know his name and he was totally hot I got a sense that this guy was big sweetie. More of a brotherly figure than a potential 'pull' for the night.

Just then a fellow party goer shouted "Hey Gary, how's it hanging?"

Yes! I now knew his name, total rescue. Gary, Gary, Gary I chanted to myself mentally like a mantra to ensure that I didn't forget it. As if that would happen, people never forget the name of the hot guy.

"Cool man, how are you? You seen Sandy? This rabbit in the headlights is the friend she told us to look out for."

He raised our joined hands like he was the winner of a game show and said "You should feel her little hand shaking, it's so cute."

Right then I knew he was definitely the annoying but adorable big brother type and felt completely at ease with him and the whole hand holding thing. Whoever got him as their fella was a very lucky lady indeed. Something tells me he would be a dotting boyfriend and great in bed.

Just then Sandy appeared out of the crowd.

"Stacey, you made it. Whoop, Whoop!"

Sandy was beautiful, long blonde hair, blue eyes and could be on the cover of any playboy magazine if only they had natural beauties and not the bleach blonde, plastic, expressionless morons that decorate it. Not that I had ever seen a copy but I had occasionally caught an episode on TV of Hugh and his bunnies.... Bunny... Rabbit in the head light... back to reality Stacey.

"Are you ok"? Sandy asked.

"Yeah, yeah sorry drifted off there" I replied.

"Day dreaming about me no doubt. You should have seen how she checked me out a minute ago, I feel so violated," Gary joked.