Chapter 271

• The remaining hour burned brightly and passed quickly. But it had the feeling of an appetizer. The girls were on surprisingly good behavior. Apart from some occasional nudity, kissing, and teasing, it didn't get intimate. The result was that, when it came time to pile into a neon-lined, ridiculously large stretch limousine SUV to go to the Marquee, our group was a powder keg ready to explode.
• Half the baseball players joined us, obviously feeling the magnetic pull of the girls, who were only forging deeper and deeper into a forest of debauchery that would only get thicker as the night progressed. Kelly disappeared, telling us she was going to the MMA fighters' hotel for some more action.
• The Marquee was pounding intensely when we arrived. Our hostess led us to a large, roped off area. It was bigger than I expected. Six magnums of Champagne and three bottles of liquor awaited us. Jess had gone the extra mile in planning. Three waitresses and two security officers rounded out our party. We were next to the DJ booth and fawned over. The bass rocked my insides. It was an insane scene, one that simply overwhelmed the senses.