hatefulerin

another one for the 'rik and erin ridiculous story archive':

new year's eve. we weren't really planning to go out. he was sick, and i wasn't feeling too well either. his friend jessica, who he hadn't seen in over a year, i think, called to try to get us to go to a party. it wasn't too far away, and she said another friend was there too. we decided to at least stop by and say hi.
we show up at the party, and everyone is dressed up (i guess people do that?). a few girls have their boobs hanging out. i felt uncomfortable from the start. i met jessica, who was already plastered, and several people introduced themselves to us. some australian dude accused me of being goth (i was wearing a plaid shirt and blue jeans!). jessica was vague about how everyone there knew each other, and said she'd fill rik in later.
we hung out for a while, and eventually when we were outside on the deck adam clued us in to what kind of party we were at:

"everyone here are swingers."

so what does rik do? he starts telling the perverts to go to his upcoming art show (the seattle erotic art festival), which their sex club is involved in putting on.
after midnight more boobies popped out of dresses, and there was much dance floor humpage.
jessica took a liking to me, apparently. she gave me a lap dance, and danced with me at every opportunity. i'll admit, it was fun.
after we left, she called and told us that it was a swinger party, and asked a. if i thought she was a whore, and b. if i thought she was cute.

how do such ridiculous things happen to us?