Hi guys,
I'm new to this forum and was hoping i could have a place to just vent. I used to be great at expressing myself, but as of late I have not been. Please pardon this fact.
I dont know where to start, and i'm somewhat afraid of where this might end.
I guess i'll just start from where people really began to screw me over.
This was last year at Halloween. I was doing fine earlier this year, but as the season has been looming again the pressure of it all keeps getting more and more intense. Ughhhh.
It all started with a prank...
I'd always pulled the best pranks, this one was going to be no different. And as with any other prank the preparations started weeks in advance. My friend, Chad and his girlfriend, were having a huge Halloween party... at least a hundred people were (and ultimately did) going to come. After bantering back and forth about ideas for decorations and drinks, he had mentioned --and was rather excited-- that he was getting a custom Spider Monkey outfit off a halloween website. So the prank began, and i told him i would be getting a superman uniform or something stupid like that.
That night i went home and started googling every single costume shop trying to find that **** spider monkey outfit. Which by the way, was an utter pain in the ***. After hours and hours and tabs and tabs though, i finally had. I ordered that costume as well as a cheap aquaman outfit. I really dont like aquaman, i'm not gay or anything, it was just something easy to get on and off. Anyway, the prank was well in motion. With me and Chad being the same height and roughly the same weight, nobody would be able to tell the difference between him and I.
The party was now only days away. Everyone who was anyone knew where it was, how much we were going to charge for kegs, what to wear (obviously), and that it was also in celebration of Chad's birthday. It is on that note that I got together a few of the guys and mentioned that towards midnight they should sneak him away from his girlfriend so that he could do some keg stands (she's not a prude, but never lets him get trashed -- even on his birthday). They agreed with my sentiments and replied that they would ensure he had a good time. The basic dynamics of the prank were now all set in motion. All that was left was the motions of tedium.
Halloween night: the party started earlier than expected. By 10, well over a hundred people were packed into their little two story, three bedroom shack. I arrived in my Aquaman outfit which to my surprise garnered more heckling then i could imagine. After the assholes had their fun and had spewed out any last remark their wits could produce (it really only lasted a couple minutes), i got focused and set things in motion. Chad was already pretty **** tipsy, and by 11 -- so was his girlfriend, Sarah. Thanks to me giving her shit about not being able to take shots at a mans level. Sarah, by thee way, embodies beauty. She is hot, super hot. Anyway... Sarah, Chad, and I were in the kitchen which was packed with people. It was about 11:50 and the guys came by, while Sarah was talking to one of her friends i whispered to the side of chads little monkey head thing that he should go with them real quick... winked at them. Chad was no longer a problem. Sarah was on auto pilot with her little anorexic friend, so i ran to my car to initiate the next phase of the prank.
I dont think i've ever changed out of something and into something else so fast in my life. My costume was a perfect match, with it on, we might as well have been the same **** person. I ran back to the house, pushed my way through to the kitchen and there Sarah was still talking to debbie downer. I walked up behind her and her friend says 'oh, there he is'... magic, the ol' switcher-o. I was in, and chad would not be coming back for a while.... with any luck he would be passed out against the side of the house by the kegs. I hugged sarah and slowly grazed her thigh lifting my hand under her little witch skirt. Drunken Sarah loved it, didn't have even a sneaking suspicion. Within minutes of this type of childsplay i had her tugging my arm, trying to pull me upstairs to the bedroom. Which i happily agreed to. She never even wondered why i wouldn't say a word. I think she liked the silent treatment. There in the bedroom I shut the lights off and basically had my way with her. It was so much better than i imagined. I wont get into the details because i want to keep this PG, but yeahhh... Anyway soon enough i was done. I zipped back up the front of my costume and set off. Before she could catch up i was out on the side of the house where i took off the mask and jumpsuit (i dont know how else to describe it) and ran to my car, left. No guys, i'm not irresponsible either, i only had a couple shots so i was fine to drive.
