She awoke to the delicious smell of food. Robbie entered the bedroom, carrying her clothing. "Get up, baby," he said. "We're havin' a barbecue out on the patio. Aren't ya hungry?"
"I'm starving to death!" she replied, taking her clothing and putting them on quickly.
Sheila followed Robbie out of the room and down the stairs.
There was only a handful of people outside. Sheila counted about nine or ten people. The others were nowhere in sight.
Neil and Lou were both standing in front of the open grill. Wearing aprons, they were preparing the steaks and setting them on the plate that Carol held out for them.
"Grab a steak," shouted Neil when he spotted the blonde. "The baked potatoes are in the pot on the picnic table. The booze is on the drink table. Help yourself."
Sheila did not wait for his invitation. She picked up a plate, found, some silverware, and helped herself to a thick, juicy steak, potato, and a double bourbon. She swallowed the drink in one long gulp, got another glass, and downed nearly all of it. Then she cut into the charcoal meat and ate until she was stuffed.
Twenty minutes later, she sat back in her chair, lit a cigarette, took a sip of her drink, and relaxed.
After supper, everyone but Neil, Sheila, Robbie, Lou and Carol left the house. The remaining five – some continued to relax in chairs on the patio.
"How'd ya like my party?" asked Neil, smiling. Sheila smiled back at him. "Best party I ever went to in my life!"
"You're not mad at us?" asked Robbie cautiously.
"For what?" asked the blonde.
"For tyin' ya up in the bedroom," he explained. "At first I was," she said, smiling, "but I got over it."
"Ya got it all over the fuckin' sheets, too," commented Neil, laughing. Everyone laughed.
"Do ya do that to everyone?" asked Sheila.
Robbie shook his head. "Some broads get awfully pissed off when they're tied up."
"It's no fun if they don't enjoy it," explained Lou.
"I enjoyed it," said Sheila.
Carol laughed. "We know, honey. We know."
"What's next on the agenda?" asked the blonde, looking at Lou.
"I dunno," he replied, shrugging. "I'm awfully tired right now."
"Poor baby," teased Carol.
"I know just the thing to perk you up," laughed the blonde, giving him back his own line.
Lou laughed.
"Anybody in the mood for some clubbin' tonight?" asked Carol suddenly.
Neil shook his head.
"Got some work to do tomorrow," commented Robbie.
"Too fuckin' tired," growled Lou.
"I'm game," replied Sheila anxiously. "You're always game," laughed Neil.
"Where can we go, honey?" asked the blonde, looking at the redhead.
Carol waved it aside. "If nobody wants to go…"
"I do," protested Sheila. "Fuck them if they can't get it up anymore."
Carol suddenly had an idea. "Ya know," she said, "it just might be a lot of fun if the two of us went out lookin' for some action tonight."
"What's the town like?" asked the other girl.
"Lots of action," replied Neil. "It depends what you're lookin' for."
"Cock," squealed Sheila. "We're gonna look for some cock."
Lou made a face. "Didn't ya get enough cock for one day?"
"Fuck, no!" she shouted. "Anyway, you were the one who said that I couldn't take it."
Lou grumbled a weak reply.
"The Paradise is prob'ly the best place in town for a pickup," suggested Robbie.
"Yeah," agreed Neil. "Every time I went to the damned place I scored."
"All the perverts hang out there," explained Carol, smiling. "They even have rooms upstairs!"
Lou shook his head. "Stupid bitch," he snorted. "Those rooms are for the hookers."
Carol shrugged. "So what? If no one's usin' them, I don't think anyone would mind if…"
"Do they have any male hookers?" asked Sheila.
Neil shrugged. "I dunno. Best thing you can do is ask."
"Why the fuck should ya wanna pay for it, for Chrissakes?" asked Robbie curiously. "There's enough free cock in this town for any broad in the world."
"I don't know," she replied. "I think it would be exciting. It would be something new."
"It's your money," he said shortly.
"How 'bout it, honey?" asked Sheila, turning to Carol.
The redhead was excited. "Let's go get ready, baby," she said, getting up.
"Didja bring your own car?" asked the blonde.
"Uh-huh. I have a change of clothes in the car. We'll take you back to the hotel. Would it be okay if I got ready there?"
"Of course," replied the blonde. The girls went back to the house.
Five minutes later, they came back outside.
"I guess I'll be seein' you guys again," said Sheila, looking down at them.
"Ya comin' back later tonight?" asked Lou.
She shrugged. "I dunno. It depends on what happens at the Paradise."
"I get it," said Neil, acting hurt. "If ya don't find any action, you're gonna come back to see [missing text]."
"Something like that," snickered Carol. The two girls laughed.
"One thing about women," announced Lou. "If ya don't want anyone to hurt your feelings, don't go near 'em, for Chrissakes. They'll do it every damned time!"
Giggling, the girls went down the walk and headed for the parking lot.
"I just don't understand women," said Robbie, shaking his head. "Ya treat 'em like a queen and they'll shit on ya every time."
"They're cruel," commented Neil.
"And heartless," added Lou. "Don't forget that. Women are heartless."
Silence.
The men began to sleep.