You Have Been Cordially Invited

By: Nan McCullen

Prompts: buttsex, tweet, latex

Disclaimer: I own this wicked plot. That is all.

You Have Been Cordially Invited

When I opened Twitter, I noticed a DM from Ninapolitan. She was one of my biggest fans, and I had gotten the opportunity to meet her on a couple occasions. She was a nice girl, even if she did have a weird nickname for me. She also had a very odd habit of tweeting about #buttsecks. I was afraid to ask questions, so I didn't.

I clicked the link and was directed to Evite.

Peter, you have been cordially invited to celebrate.

Nina's birthday is coming soon, we hope you can too.

Be at the Ritz, downtown, at 8:30 PM tomorrow.

Room 813, don't be late.

I thought about it for a moment and decided that it would be nice to drop in at the party for a little bit. All of the filming and all of the travel from set to set didn't leave much time for socializing. It would be nice to sit back and relax. I clicked the box to RSVP. It was such a small thing. I could do this for fan as loyal as her.

I never questioned why the party was at a hotel. Nor did it even dawn on me that we weren't in her hometown, something she had told me over the course of our friendship. In fact, Pennsylvania was miles and miles away from where we were.

When I arrived the following night, I heard no loud noises, no people talking, and there was no music. Was I even at the right hotel? I tentatively knocked on the door and waited a moment. It was opened by a petite dark-haired girl. Her smile was friendly and she gestured me into the room.

"I'm glad you were able to make it, Peter. Nina's been looking forward to this all day." Her eyes were twinkling with a bit of mischief.

"Um, thank you…" I trailed off when I realized I had no idea who she was. I waited for her to tell me her name, but instead she started laughing.

When she laughed, it was a big laugh that filled the room. Not what I had been expecting from such a small girl. She gestured me forward. "Nina's back there. Have a good time!"

I realized she hadn't answered my question, but she was already out of the room and the door was closed behind her. I was a little nervous as to what I could have gotten myself into. I had flashes of Stephen King's Misery in my head. Nina wasn't crazy, was she? And we were at a hotel anyway; it didn't resemble a cabin in the middle of the mountains at all.

I walked to the back room, which I was certain was the bedroom, and opened the door. The room was lit with candles, and there was soft music playing from somewhere. Nina was lying in the middle of the large bed and she was dressed in black latex. She looked up and smiled and my eyes went wide.

"I've been waiting for you, Hot Bitch."

What have I gotten myself into indeed?

Author's Note: So Nina, you've got him right where you want him… it's what you've always wanted, right? Whatcha gonna do with him now? Hope you had a Happy Birthday! Wish I could have given you the real PFach. Maybe next year…

A huge thanks to Angie for betaing this for me, and to Tracy, Jess, Joy, and Julie for looking it over. Love you all!