Party aftermath
Drunk night was awesome. After work, I swung by Luckys and picked up some alcohol and a tray of sandwiches. When I got home, I cleaned the downstairs and made an attempt to pick up my room. I got a call from E saying she'd be showing up around 8. B showed up at 5 and proceeded to get hammered on some very yummy port he brought. I took it slow since I wanted to last the night. T showed up a little after six with news that C was stuck in traffic. Watching him squick a mildly drunk B was hilarious. J and C showed up a little later and things really got going. It was like a really long munch with a bit of play thrown in for good measure. E and S showed up around 8 and added more fuel to the fire. E is no longer allowed to pour her own drinks. Two 8 oz glasses of wine later and she was flying.... and still drinking. Lack of food (something that should not be overlooked next time) really seemed to knock everyone's endurance down. Toward the end, E was most definitely plastered. We kept her away from the alcohol the rest of the night (It was easier than dealing with April at L's 21st birthday party.) and gave her a constant supply of water-filled paper cups (The small amount is easy to down in a few gulps, makes sure that it's not a huge shock to the system, and isn't a big deal if it's spilled.). Pretty soon, J and I were the only really sober people. Movies were shot (I want copies.), pictures were taken (I want copies.) and E spent a while in the bathroom puking.
As the evening festivities wore down, people trickled out. B, E and J were the only people left. E crashed on the floor in the living room, B crashed on the couch and J and I meandered upstairs with my toy bag. We did a light scene and I quickly remembered how much fun it is to be a top. After the scene, J headed home and I crashed in my room.
The next day, I found that my legs were aching and my hips were sore; I still can't fathom why. I popped on downstairs and made waffles for myself, B and E (See what you miss out on if you don't stay over?). E kept on going on about how sorry she was even after she cleaned the bathroom. It got a little annoying after a while, but I'm used to such things from her. All in all I was surprised (and very pleased) the place came through as clean as it did. All we had to do the next day was wash some towels, load the dishwasher and recycle a bunch of bottles. We definitely gotta do this again sometime, especially since I ended up with more alcohol than I started out with.
As the evening festivities wore down, people trickled out. B, E and J were the only people left. E crashed on the floor in the living room, B crashed on the couch and J and I meandered upstairs with my toy bag. We did a light scene and I quickly remembered how much fun it is to be a top. After the scene, J headed home and I crashed in my room.
The next day, I found that my legs were aching and my hips were sore; I still can't fathom why. I popped on downstairs and made waffles for myself, B and E (See what you miss out on if you don't stay over?). E kept on going on about how sorry she was even after she cleaned the bathroom. It got a little annoying after a while, but I'm used to such things from her. All in all I was surprised (and very pleased) the place came through as clean as it did. All we had to do the next day was wash some towels, load the dishwasher and recycle a bunch of bottles. We definitely gotta do this again sometime, especially since I ended up with more alcohol than I started out with.