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Snow Sinclair POV August 3 The Day of the Party
"Do I have to wear this, Lilou?" I asked her. Her and three of my friends are dragging and forcing me to go to this 70's costume party. Well, all I know is that it is either a disco type of costume or go as a hippie. The 70's era wasn't that bad in fashion... to a point.
"Um yes, Snow. This will look good on you." Lilou placed a silk button down on my bed. She has two different outfits for me to wear, and I still don't want to go.
"I won't be able to actually put on underwear with these pants. Lilou please don't make me go." I said. These pants fitted snug, and my underwear feels all bunched up. I tried on both of the pants she picked out, and they all feel like this. I wonder if men get yeast infections from their pants being too tight.
"Yes. Either disco fever or a hippie. Kayman is going as a hippie, which he already looks like now. Bronx is doing the whole disco thing. Then, Hugo is also doing the disco thing too." She said.
"Nuru, meow once for me if you don't want me to go." I picked up my cat and looked him in his eyes. He just stared at me. Then forced himself out of my hands.
"He didn't meow so wash that ass, then ya balls, and let's get our groove on." I rolled my eyes and shook my head.
"You are too Asian for this," I yelled as she already is walking out of my room. At least if I dress like a hippie it would allow me to be somewhat comfortable. Well, the pants will be the most uncomfortable thing.
One Hour Later
After I showered and got dress, I could say I look good, if I were to live in that time period. Ugh, this party better be worth the fact that I am practically naked under this vest and pants. I guess everyone is here because I can hear them talking loudly in the apartment hallway.
"Come in goofs."
"See you look amazing, and the dick print is gorg too," Lilou said. I just rolled my eyes as I grabbed my lotion bottle.
"Kay, you really look like a hippie." He has on this vest with his chest hair out and some pink-tinted round sunglasses. At least he doesn't have an overly hairy chest. I'm going with the same thing, but my glasses are red. I was going to put lotion on, but knowing Lilou she is going to oil me down.
"I can't feel my dick in these. You had to get these a size or two smaller than what I actually wear." I grabbed a small sandwich bag with some pre-rolls I made earlier. Lilou poured some baby oil in her hands, then rubbed it on my chest.
"You need some pussy, and with that print, you are grantee some. Just don't be shy tonight. Drink, smoke, and have fun. You are going to be 18 next month, you already graduated high school, and you have your own business, so live a little nerd." She said.
"That is all true, but I am a loser, lame, lame-o. Plus, I know damn well back in the 70's, hippies pants weren't this tight." I said as we walked out of my apartment.
"Stop complaining." Lilou thumped me on the ear.
I groaned and locked my door before we made our way to somebody's car. We got a few stares from people, and some took some pictures of us. The party is one of Lilou's other friends' idea. I mean it is not a bad idea, but I don't wanna go. I'm not a fan of the whole big crowds, and random people groping and rubbing against me. Kayman, Lilou, Bronx, and Hugo all think I need to get laid. Me, on the other hand, don't feel like getting some. I mean it wouldn't hurt to get some, but, yeah I'm gone try. With these pants, I don't need to try as hard.
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"It already smells like sweat and sex." I groaned as we started walking to the building.
"Hey, sexy." Some random girl said.
"Should the afro be on her head, and no her vagina," I said lowly to Lilou.
I gave the woman a small smile and tried to speed walk up to the guys. I'm all for a little bit of hair, ain't nothing wrong with that, but not to where I could use a comb on their shit. Just thinking about it, I gagged a bit.
"I definitely do not have jungle fever." Bronx laughed.
We are hearing some disco music and go-go music already from the place they rented out for this party. Instantly, I'm hit with the smell of incense, weed, and loads of alcohol. A group of girls walked passed, and two of them ran their hand across my dick print. Alright, the first time in, and this is what I get. No drink or nothing. At least a bite to eat.
"Come on, Desi is over there," Kayman yelled a bit.
Pushing past a lot of people here, we finally made our way to the section where Desi is at.
"Finally, shot everyone." instantly I have two shots of Hennessy, I believe, in my hand. I shrugged my shoulder and down both of them. Let's get fucked up.
