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BLINDFOLDED CONTEST : CHAPTER 1 – 10 (20+)
In the same way that Allie was a little shy, Maddie, and most of her friends for that matter, were a little wild. Like Maddie, there were a lot of young female cabin crew who lived in and around town.
Their favourite summer past time was blowing off steam over at the lake. There would often be a dozen or more of them and their partners partying all afternoon and well into the night. Allie and I joined them occasionally but not very often.
The one thing that Allie didn’t like was when Maddie had some random guy stay over for the night. According to Allie, it wasn’t often the same one twice. One guy had surprised Allie in the shared bathroom one morning while she was having a shower. Allie said he was polite enough and beat a hasty retreat, but I could tell it freaked her out a bit.
At 11 o’clock it was way past Allie’s normal home time. We weren’t budging. A slightly drunk Allie was kind of cuter, in a funny way — like she’d lost a level of seriousness somehow and was trying very hard not to appear in any way drunk. I’d stopped buying her alcoholic drinks an hour ago so hopefully she wouldn’t be getting any worse, just giggly with a light buzz.
Finally, at a touch after midnight, she decided it was time to go.
As I turned into Allie’s street, she let out a sigh of disappointment. The usually quiet street had a dozen or more cars clustered around the house where she and Maddie lived. By necessity, we parked a little further away than usual.
As soon as I got out of the car, I could hear the doof, doof of music and a few female squeals. There was definitely a party going on. I was a little miffed to say the least. Why the hell wasn’t I invited.
“Allie, is there a party going on?” I asked in an overly innocent voice.
“Yes,” she groaned, recognising my mocking tone and screwing up her face in a wince.
“Any reason we weren’t here around four hours ago?”
“Sorry Andrew. It’s just not your type of party.”
What’s not my type of party? I couldn’t begin to imagine what sort of party wasn’t my sort of party. Obviously, Allie wasn’t involved, so this was all Maddie’s doing. My immediate thought was that it was a swing party. That definitely fitted Maddie lifestyle.
One thing I began to notice was a lack of male voices; usually they were the loudest and I couldn’t hear one. This was the sound of ladies having fun. Way too much fun.
Parked in front of the gate to Allie’s house there was a van with advertising on the side for Stephanie’s Boutique.
“Allie, is this a lingerie party?”
“Yes,” she admitted, accompanied by more wincing.
“I love lingerie parties,” I declared with enthusiasm.
“And exactly how many have you been to?” she enquired with a raised eyebrow.
“Maybe less than one. But what better opportunity to start?”
“Like the idea of trying on a few outfits, do you? I could post some photos online. Maybe send a few to your friends. Maybe your mum.”
“Maybe I could try on an outfit or two,” I said, calling her bluff. I did quite like Rocky Horror Picture Show after all.
Allie wasn’t convinced. “I think maybe we should sit on the porch and wait for them to finish up,” she suggested.
BLINDFOLDED CONTEST : CHAPTER 1 – 10 (20+)
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