"Ha, I'm just messing with ya, dweeb. Dan told me to play nice, so I'll play nice." His words says one thing, his tone another. "Tell you what. Why don't we play a friendly game of beer pong?" | I almost have to laugh.

Sure, I'm a light weight when it comes to alcohol (I'd barely even sipped my drink before I'm gone) but my switches will be able to help me out somehow. I also reason that he wants to stay away from me physically, which only serves to bolster my ego.

"Why not?" I say, shrugging, and trying to hide the smile I feel inside. Linda leans over and quickly whispers in my ear,

"Don't do this. He plays all the time, and never loses." | I nod my head, but l'd already made another switch in Dan. The bully starts yelling for everyone to gather around, and watch while he beats the dweeb at beer pong. My smile grows bigger. This time I want an audience to witness his humiliation.

"Have you ever played beer pong?" Dan asks, and I shake my head to the negative. His grin grows predatory, and I don't have to read minds to know he now sees me as easy meat. Dan explains the rules, then asks,

"Six or ten?" and I see Linda mouth 'six', while Stephanie snuggles closer to me.

"Are you sure about this? You don't have to impress me." I'm touched that Stephanie is concerned about me, but I hold up both hands, showing Dan all ten fingers. Dan gives a nasty laugh, and the cups are set up in a triangle.

"Here," he says as he tosses me the small white ball,

"beginners go first. I don't want it said that I didn't give you every chance to win, but a fire alarm isn't going to save you this time."

The first shot is always the easiest, and it lands in the middle of the third row. Dan grimaces, but downs the beer quickly. He takes his aim, and I did not interfere on this shot. It lands in my first cup. I give the man a big smile, and down my switch-made non-alcoholic beer, some of it dribbling around my mouth. My second shot hits a couple rims, and then bounces away. The crowd ooh's. I try to make a switch to move the ball in the right direction, but the switch refuses form. Maybe I'm forming them wrong... I start to get a little worried. I flip Dan's newest switch right before his shot, his ball goes wide, and he has to catch his balance on the edge of the table, his equilibrium suddenly lost. The crowd around the table gasps in shock, and I return his balance.

"How much have you had to drink?" I ask, making the beer in his cups doubly potent with alcohol.. Dan shakes himself and glares at me as I make my next shot.

After making the shot, it lands in the second row, and Dan downs his second cup. As the game wears on, I ensure that few of Dan's shots make it anywhere near my cups, though it does take me awhile to hit his last one. No matter how l imagine it, I can't seem to come up with a switch that will move the ball the way I wanted it to, without it being too obvious. Those gathered around the table cheer as I make the final shot, and Stephanie lays on me in front of everybody. I turn to talk to Dennis when she lets me up for air, but he's already gone.

"I think they went upstairs," Stephanie says, having to yell to be heard over the din.

"He'd better not have gone up there with my sister!"

Bent says right behind me, and I cringe. A cute little redhead is trying to hold him back as he starts up the stairs, but she doesn't stand a chance against his size. I follow after, quickly forming switches in those around me and hope I won't pay too much for it tomorrow. I start to turn down Bent's anger and concern, and turn up his acceptance. It takes a fair amount of effort to get the switches to move, but slowly they comply with my will. I think the amount of alcohol he's imbibed helps.

They aren't behind the first door, or the second. The second room is occupied by a couple going at it, and though I kind of want to watch, I'm more concerned about my roommate's possible lifespan. They end up being in the back most room when Bent walks in, trailed by the redhead, Stephanie, and me. Both are still fully clothed, but they're kissing pretty fiercely on a couch (Linda in Dennis's lap), and their hands are busy exploring each other's bodies.

"Ah-ha! I found you." The anger has gone mostly out of his voice, but it still startles the two kisser.

"Bent! What are you doing? Leave us alone!" I can feel her brother's switches start to fight me, and know I immediately add some switches to Linda. A small voice in the back of my head warns me that this can lead to trouble, as it had with Tina, but I'm already acting to stave off a fight. I stamp down hard on Linda's anger, and turn up her acceptance. I remember Dennis's 'intimidation' switch that l'd made what seems so long ago, but was less than a week, and turn that one down as well. I can already tell I'm going to suffer tomorrow for this, but I don't want a fight to break out in the first party l've been invited to, and my roommate has actually been decent to me recently.

"Leave them alone, Bent," the redhead says, placing her hand on his arm. Linda has already gone back to kissing Dennis, and Dennis is too preoccupied to be bothered by it.

"She's my sister, Rose." Somehow there is still a bit of resistance in him, so I crush down on his new switches, and see his eyes go slightly glassy. Oops... Maybe that was too much, I fear. Did I break him?

"Then show her how to kiss properly, and kiss me." Rose suits actions to words, and pulls him down into a kiss. I'm thankful for her distraction.

"What just happened?" Stephanie asks me in a whisper, and I shrug my shoulders pretending I don't have a clue. Rose leads Bent over to the couch, without breaking the kiss, and sits him next to the other snogging couple.

The redhead straddles his lap, turns to Linda, and says,

"This is how you really kiss a man," and then attacks the big jock. Linda looks up for a moment, watches the redhead make out with her brother, and then attacks Dennis with renewed ferocity. I feel a hand grip my hardening cocck through my pants, and then Stephanie asks,

"You like watching this, don't you?" I tear my eyes away from the scene before me, to look down into her blue eyes and long lashes. With her hand on my crotch, there is no way I can deny it. She snakes her other hand around my neck, and pulls me down for a soft kiss, before saying, "I do too."

Stephanie leads me over to a recliner, and for the first time I realize we are in a den, and not a bedroom. I sit down first, and Steph plants herself in my lap, facing the two kissing couples. Rose's shirt is off now, and Bent is fussing with the bra strap in back. Steph turns to look at me, smiles, and then grabs my hands and pulls them around her. She digs one of my hands under her shirt, and puts the other in her lap. I need no further hints, and slip my left hand up her flat stomach to handle her ample chest. Dennis isn't about to be outdone, and removes Linda's shirt, and her br*a off with a snap of his fingers, while Bent is still struggling with Rose's cloths. In the end, Rose has to remove her own bra, pressing her ample breasts together. The br*a unhooks in the front. There is no mistaking that Rose's breasts are fake, and the tune of YOUR FAVOURITE MARTIAN's song Tig 'Ol Bitties plays through my mind. Linda's breassts, on the other hand, are very much real, and Dennis has his face buried in them. Stephanie is grinding her ass against my covered crotch, and I slip a hand inside her pants after she unbuttons them. She is shaved smooth again tonight, and already moist by the time my fingers reach her nether lips. I use a new switch, and her bra unsnaps; seemingly on its own. Stephanie removes her shirt and bra in one swift motion. Linda has finally taken the lead, and has Dennis's long c*ck out, and is busily sucking away, making slurping noises that are impossible to mistake.

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