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Chapter 2

When Riley arrived at the club, she saw that everyone was all ready there, sitting at a big table. Randy spotted Riley first, though.

"Hey, Riley," Randy said, "Saved you a seat right here next to me," he said, patting the seat, knowing Riley would have to sit next to him anyway because there were no seats left.

Assholes.

She just rolled her eyes and sat, knowing he wasn't going to leave her alone. She thought it was cute, though, how hard he was trying to get into her pants, and it would probably work. He was right. Her games won't last very long.

"Can I get you a drink?" Randy whispered in her ear.

Riley looked for a waiter, and asked him for a Corona with a lime.

11:52

They've all had quite a few drinks, and now Randy was whispering sweet nothings in her ear, and she was giggling the whole time, and she was giggling at everything he whispered.

Suddenly, the song A Lil Bit by 50 Cent blasted through the club. You could tell Riley was intoxicated.

"OH, I LOVEEEE THIS SONG!" Riley said, nuzzling into Randy's neck, "dance with me, Randy!"

He didn't have time to object because Riley had all ready dragged Randy to the dance floor and started grinding on him. Randy merely wrapped his arms around her, starting grinding into her and whispered:

"Did I mention how much I like your outfit?" he asked, rubbing her thighs, "is it easy to get out of?"

Riley laughed.

Dickface.

That's what her sober subconcious was thinking.

"You wanna get out of here?" Randy asked her, placing kisses on her neck.

"Mmmm, yes," Riley said, automatically regretting her previous statement..knowing that she wouldn't be able to decline as drunk as she was.

Randy knew he'd won. He wrapped his arm around her and they walked out of the club, back to his hotel room for a night of pure, animalistic, drunken sex.