streaking, lap dances, drinking, and kissing

Yesterday was my sister’s 20^th birthday and we decided to go bowling since there’s nothing else to do in Vegas when you’re 20. I invited some friends so we can bowl under the influence. I threw the ball a few times before my friend A came and it was off to the bar. I decided to hang at the bar instead of the bowling lanes. I saw my friend M whom I haven’t seen in about 4 months and she decided to buy me kryptonite since she said I wasn’t drunk enough in my birthday pictures. Keep in mind that I’ve already had 3 other drinks before this. A Washington apple shot, jagger bomb, and a mai tai. She’s satisfied that I took the shot and I was pretty tipsy. I started trippin’ out on the cash register because it looked blurry to me. My friends reassured me that it was blurry for them, so I knew I wasn’t that drunk.

Fast forward and my sister and her friends decided to go home early. I wanted to drink more and T wanted to go sing karaoke. My friend J got off work and asked if we were still at the bowling alley and if we wanted to go to a house party and sing karaoke. We couldn’t pass up the offer because free drinks and karaoke? Life couldn’t be any better. Her boyfriend gave us shitty directions and it took us an hour to get to the house which could have been done in 15 minutes. A, T, and I don’t know too many people and it was more like a kick back then a party. But after 15 minutes we all headed out to another house but A ended up going home early.

More drinking happened. The guys decided to play pool where J and I got to pick what the loser had to do. I chose a lap dance because hello, T lost and he’s hot. J chose the loser gives the winner a lap dance. How funny is having a guy give another guy a lap dance? Not that funny. It was boring. They weren’t into it as T was with me. Then we did couples game and C got to choose what the losers had to do. Little did we know, we were all losers. I told him that I will not under any circumstances take off any clothes and J agreed. The guys, not so much.

T and I won the pool game but the feeling of victory was short-lived when he said that the girls had to either streak or French kiss each other and the guys had to do the same. But I won! Why do I have to participate in this when I won? The guys played another game while J and I tried to con our way out of it. Didn’t work. The guys finished playing and all 4 of them dropped all their clothes and went streaking outside in the cold night. And all I saw were their white asses because I refused to see anything else. Especially C, because he is all hairy and that’s gross. When they were running back, T's hands were over his head. Damn I wish I had 20/20 vision, because I couldn’t see anything.

Since the guys did their bet, they all hovered over J and me to go through our bet. We tried to convince them that we will do a peck on the lips. They said French kiss. We tried to convince them a longer kiss on the lips without tongue. They said French kiss. So we did a peck on the lips and they booed. It took us about 8 minutes to finally go through with it. How do I know 8 minutes? Because C video taped the whole thing on his digital camera! Pervert! Anyways, we kissed without tongue! They don’t know that. But they were satisfied. We kissed for about 5 seconds and J’s boyfriend got mad because we were only supposed to kiss for 4 seconds. He counted out loud and yelled out FOUR. Guess he’s not into the whole lesbian action. J and I were joking around before the actual kiss on who is going to make the move. We both wanted to initiate it while the other girl just stood there with her eyes close. We both wanted to be the dominant one and I ended up being the guy and took the lead. And she showed her boyfriend how I kissed and he’s like, now I feel like I’ve kissed Monica. I’ve only known J for a few months and we joke around now that this just made us a little more closer. We vowed to never speak of this incident outside of the house, so don’t ask me who is who, because I won’t tell. I like to tease you. But I learned to never make bets with C because no matter what, you’ll end up doing something even if you won.