Apparently, she was drunk enough for three fingers, but not four. I nodded and she slipped into my room, closing the room behind her. Xxnx Though I could not see her face through the darkness, I knew she had an expression of total shock plastered across her face. So with that, I strolled over to my room. Luckily, I was not drunk—I have not touched a drop of alcohol in years—or I would never have made it through the maze of bodies that cluttered the path from the living room to my bedroom. If not for the massive amount she had ingested, there was no way she would treat me to a striptease. I had never really experienced such a thing—not that I had never attended a party, but throwing one was a first for me—so I was unsure how to deal. “Why?” was all I
