8 PM
Open party for James Lotusorder's birthday
Rated M for adult content

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Mark guided a blindfolded James into the night club. "It's a little farther." He told his friend, pulling him into the dark room where Mark knew there were more than a few scandalously dressed women. He had promised Julie he was only going for his friend. And that was true. He didn't need to stare at any other girls. He only needed her. She was all he ever wanted and ever needed. He just needed to make sure James could get up to the pre-booked hotel room, and to make sure he wasn't completely out of control. Well, Mark was going to be more relaxed with the second thing.

He was able to navigate his friend to the middle of the room where he sat him down in the middle of three beautiful women, who he had signaled over. It was then that Mark pulled off the blindfold and smiled. "Tada! Happy birthday, James." He said with a smile, and gesture. "Be nice, girls. It's his birthday." He said with a smile, and a slap on his back, as he removed himself from the situation, figuring he'd let James figure out the girls.

Mark headed towards the door to greet anymore guests, when another barely dressed woman approached."Hey there gorgeous. You looking for a good time?" She asked, getting really close to him.

"Nope. I'm engaged, so, nope."

"She'll never know." The lady continued, tracing his collared shirt.  Mark squirmed away.

"You don't know Julie. She'd know. Why don't you, uh, go entertain, uh, him!" Mark said, pointing at another patron, as she walked off her heels clicking.

Blindfold...shit.

Either there was something fantastic on the other side of this strip of cloth, or something really, really lame. He had no clue where he was an was having a strange feeling like he could be handcuffed at any second. When Mark sat him down, James' nerves were at their peek. Anything could be in the room with him. Birds? Fun house mirrors? Clowns? When Mark finally pulled the blindfold off his face, Jim's eyes were almost out of his head. Three women in little to no clothing were surrounding him.

"Uhhhh," Was all Jim could muster before he realized where he was, Signature. Mark slapped his back and left him alone with quite a few ladies. "Hi there." He laughed nervously, wiggling his fingers in greeting. "Happy Birthday" The raven colored haired one said in a hazy voice, the other two circled around him like vultures, very, very sexy vultures. He needed a drink, he needed several drinks before he could deal with his current situation. The blonde sat herself down on his lap, unzipping his jacket.

The third woman had cherry-red hair and pulled his jacket off his arms. She tossed it to the side and pulled a small remote control from her pocket. She hit a button and upbeat music pounded through the stereo system in the walls. They began dancing and pulling Jim off his chair. Jim was uncomfortable, but not so uncomfortable that it would running his evening.