Graham and I spent the rest of the ride in silence. While my silence was deep in contemplation, his seemed to be lost in bliss or the radio. I had freshened myself back to the beautiful Asian girl my sister had turned me into not 30 minutes ago. I was enjoying the feeling of the wind gliding through my hair as I looked at my reflection in the passenger mirror. It was still a bit startling - that girl staring back at me. I reached through my purse and grabbed a Marlboro light, pressing it to my lips and inhaling in to the flame of my lighter. I took a drag and released as I admired the red lip stain on the end of it.
"Give me a drag, baby, said Graham from the driver's seat.
I looked in Graham's direction and playfully exhaled a drag in his face. He half smiled at me lowering his eyes while he grabbed the smoke out of my hand. He took a quick drag, inhaled and then exhaled. "So, what am I supposed to call you?"
"I don't care what you call me," I said as I stole my cigarette back.
"Well, I guess Ryan is a unisex name. It just doesn't fit the new you" he offered with a chuckle. "Rhianna? Ranee?... Roxanne seems to describe your red light special look a little better. Rosey for your rose bud?" he started laughing. "Maybe, I'll just call you my bitch!"
Thankfully we had pulled up to our friend's house because I wasn't sure how much more of these awful jokes I could take. He pulled onto the side of the street in front of our friend's apartment and turned off the car. We both opened our doors, got out, and closed them behind us. "Baby, you should let the man open your doors for you."
I rolled my eyes but laughed and told him to go fuck himself.
We rang the doorbell and Annie opened the door. She was dressed up as Cat Woman and looked fierce as always. She took a quick glance at us and pulled us in for a big group hug. She grabbed me by the ass and said, "Don't forget who's head bitch around here baby girl!" We laughed as Graham and I could easily tell Annie was on her way to drunk mode. She led us into the apartment straight to the bar. "Here, I made shots!" as she handed us each our own shot of who knows what.
They took theirs down but I couldn't stomach it. There was no way I could stomach that fruity concoction - I needed something straight. LOL. I handed mine to Graham and he took a second shot. Annie handed us a beer and we cheersed to the night.
I was taking a sip of my corona when I heard a loud noise coming from the hall. Before I could turn around Chase had tackled me to the ground and began to hump my leg while the others laughed. "Who is this sexy bitch?!" Chase asked knowing full well who I was. "Annie - I didn't know you were inviting your slutty friends!" he said still humping me with his face breathing on mine.
As I lay on the ground, I turned to look at him through his mask and told him he was a douche as I chastised him for making me spill my beer. "You wish you could get a lady like me," I sassed back flipping my hair as I climbed back up on my heels.
"You know that's right!" he said while he slapped me on the ass. "Graham, you better watch out!"
Chase was Annie's boyfriend. I knew Annie first - we went to high school together. Chase started dating Annie 7 years ago and we've all been friends ever since. Chase was fun as shit. A bro's bro who could get along with anyone. He loved fucking with me and Graham kind of like frat boys fuck with each other. I know he and Annie would have threesomes with girls sometimes as he always told me about his escapades. Then he'd joke about how we (Graham and I) wish that we could have a go at his dick. He was such a dipshit. For being an idiot though, Chase was pretty attractive. He wasn't an Adonis or anything, but his personality made him hot and approachable and his ability to flirt was disarmingly charming.
Chase was 6 foot, I'd say. 190. He had brown hair, blue eyes and pretty pale skin. He had big feet and big hands and worked out fairly often I'd say. He had a hairy chest and hairy legs with a nice firm ass. His forearms were hot and his guns were firm. I had never seen him completely naked but I really admired his broad back. He dressed like he didn't give a fuck about what he looked like which, for me, added to his hotness level. He was the kind of guy who wears adult onesies at Christmas, doesn't comb his hair, and farts all the time. You know, the kind of guy you should be grossed out by but really just makes you laugh and makes you comfortable. He was dressed as Batman and his blue eyes really popped through the eyeholes.
With all the commotion of being tackled like a quarterback, I didn't notice Travis in the background. I forgot that Chase mentioned he and his girlfriend were going to be there. I actually worked with Travis but didn't really know much about him. Chase had gotten to know him pretty well as the three of us worked for the same company but they worked in the same department. Travis was always cordial towards me but not overly friendly. Chase told me once that Travis didn't really approve of "the gay lifestyle." I'd always been pretty reserved around him after hearing that. I smiled at him and he smiled back at me politely before he returned to nursing his beer.
Here's the thing, Travis was hot! He is 6'4 - maybe 6'5" I don't know how much he weighs but he weighed enough to be bigger and hotter than the rest of us there. He was only 22, but he looked like the everyday idea of what a real man is. He has dark brown eyes and dirty blonde hair. He is tan and his body hair is sun kissed golden. His shoulders and neck and arms and legs are so thick but put all together he was fairly lean for such a tall guy. His voice was deep and rattly and he was perfectly mysterious. Tonight, he was dressed up as a police officer, short sleeve brown shirt with black pants, shoes, and hat. His two top shirt buttons were unbuttoned revealing that he had a smooth glowing chest.
"Where's your lady," Graham asked.
"She got called into work." Travis replied.
"That's too bad! You look great, officer. You ready to get shitty?" joked Graham.
Travis taken aback by the probably too gay compliment turned his attention to Chase and said he was ready to head to the bar. We downed a couple more shots as we waited for the Uber to pick us up. The Uber arrived to pick us up. Travis is so tall, that everyone just offered up the front seat to him on the way to the bars. The rest of us packed into the back seat tightly. Annie was practically hanging out the window as she bounced up and down on Chase's lap. I sat bitch in between Graham and Chase and really felt like a bitch looking at myself through the rearview, starting to rethink my costume.
