Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga or The Last American Virgin. No copyright infringement is intended.

Content warning: This chapter contains bad language, references to explicit sex and slight 'substance abuse'. (If you can really call it that *shrugs* and for christ's sake, don't try it at home.)

Beta: Shawnie

Pre-reader: Twiggs (Maggie)

Chapter Two – Party of Six

The generic figure of the Italian guy holding a pizza, mounted on top of the car, rode high in the night sky. The music blared inside the pink station wagon as the guys laughed and flirted with the girls, making them giggle and blush. They cruised down Whittier Boulevard in the direction of Embry's house to begin their night of debauchery.

They couldn't get there soon enough. Embry's parents were supposed to be out of town until the next evening so they would have the whole house to themselves. Tonight would be the night Embry would lose his virginity. Jake and Quil were experienced enough so they already knew how to work their charm to get into these girls' pants. Embry was nervous but at the same time, the flutter of excitement began to stir in the pit of his stomach.

They finally arrived at the modest suburban home. Embry parked the car and they all climbed out of the vehicle and walked up the cobblestone pathway to the front door.

Embry inserted his key into the door lock and opened it to reveal a dark and empty house. He flicked the light switch on and leaned against the open door, allowing the girls to enter one-by-one. He stared at the girls nervously as they strutted inside.

The girls glanced around the room cautiously as they made their way to the living room. Jake and Quil followed suit, grinning from ear-to-ear at Embry.

"Step right in, ladies. Relax, the place is ours. Embry's parents are out of town." Jake said taking off his black leather jacket.

Embry motioned for the girls to take a seat on the sofa. "Everybody make yourselves at home."

Jake and Quil moved the coffee table that was set in the middle of the room off to the side. The girls noticed they were the only ones there.

"Where is everybody?" Claire wondered.

Jake turned to respond. "They should be here any minute."

"Yeah, they're on their way." Quil added to Jacob's lie.

Of course, the guys knew there was no party. They were full of shit. The only thing they cared about was getting their dicks wet. And they would be sure to get that done tonight.

"I don't like this." Kim muttered to her girlfriends.

Embry walked over to the record player and put on a vinyl to play one of Blondie's slow single. He stood in place, watching the guys make their move on the girls.

Jacob walked over to Leah and extended his hand in a gentlemanly way, flashing his compelling smile. "Would you like to dance?"

Leah bit her lip and half-smiled. "OK."

She grabbed his hand and he pulled her from the sofa. Jacob wrapped his arms around her waist as she encircled hers around his neck. He began to sway their bodies to the slow rhythm of the music.

Jacob ran his eager hands down the sides of her body, smoothing them up and down, feeling the bare flesh of her waist exposed by the leopard print tube-top she wore, until he cupped her ass through her tight black leather pants. He squeezed and reveled in her luscious soft mounds of flesh.

Leah didn't mind being groped. She ran one of her hands against the firm, muscular bicep revealed by Jacob's black sleeveless shirt.

Quil walked up to Claire and mimicked Jacob's move, grinning. "How about you, would you like to dance?"

Claire bit her lip and the rosiness on her cheeks was evident, "Oh, yeah sure."

Quil pulled her into his arms and they began to move to the soft music next to Jacob and Leah.

Jacob began to work his artificial endearment by staring directly into Leah's eyes, making her feel like the most beautiful girl on the planet. He never took his eyes off of her as he continued to provocatively feel her up. Leah ate it all up. She was ready and willing to give it up to Jacob. She ran her hands over his hard chest, feeling the muscles of his pecks through the thin material of his shirt.

Jacob smirked at Leah. He was certain now that he'd have her in bed screaming his name by the night's end.

He turned to glance at Embry and whispered, "Embry." He motioned his head gesturing towards Kim.

Embry pursed his lips and nodded. He reluctantly moved towards the sofa and sat down next to Kim.

Kim wasn't the most gorgeous girl in the group. Her hair was a bit frizzy, she wore large red-framed glasses, and she was chubbier than the other girls. But Embry just wanted to get some action already. He had to lose his virginity before high school ended next year.

"Hi," Embry smiled shyly at her. His game was as cold as a dead fish.

Kim looked down at her hands resting on her lap. "Hi."

They both sat awkwardly in silence watching the other two couples get cozy while dancing.

Claire smiled too happily at Quil. "You know, you're a great dancer."

Quil snorted looking away. "Yeah, I know."

Embry couldn't take much more of this. The guys were playing the game right to get laid and he was sitting here like a stubborn donkey that wouldn't budge. It's now or never he thought and finally worked up the courage to make his move.

"Would you like to dance?" He smiled and scooted closer to Kim.

Kim scooted away from Embry and answered quickly. "I really don't care."

Embry furrowed his brows and looked down. He sighed. "Well, you don't care, yes...or you don't care, no?"

Kim answered nonchalantly. "It doesn't make any difference."

He nodded and looked away grimacing. This is going to be a long night he thought. Embry looked at Kim again and clapped his hands together, giving a fake smile. "So, what do you say we dance?"

Kim shrugged. "I don't care." Her tone was disinterested but she stood up anyways with Embry and moved to the dance floor. Embry inexpertly put his hand on one of her shoulders but Kim moved it to her waist and they stiffly began to dance.

He was hardly the womanizer so he didn't know where to put what. Would it be like this once he'd finally get to fuck one of these girls? Embry needed all the help he could get.

"What do you think about this song?" Embry tried to make light conversation between them.

Kim shrugged. "I really don't care."

He rolled his eyes; this girl was getting on his nerves. "What do you care about?"

"Listen, don't start that small talk with me," Kim snapped at him shaking her head. Embry stared at her in disbelief. "It's not gonna help you anyway. You're not gonna get anything from me."

Embry swallowed hard. "Listen, I didn't..."

"I really don't care." Kim answered harshly.

He looked away rolling his eyes exaggeratedly and huffed. Out of all the girls, he had to be stuck with the only one who wouldn't put out.

Meanwhile, Jacob had his game going on pretty damn well. He was about to close the deal with Leah. He still had his hands on her ass and slid his fingers further down to caress her sweet mound.

"Please don't, Jake." Leah whispered into his mouth as he drew closer until finally locking lips with her, sliding his tongue into her mouth.

"Please stop." She moaned between kisses. "Please stop. Jake."

Jacob was determined and he knew no girl could resist him. Even though Leah was asking him to stop, he knew she wanted more. He could tell by her body language and the way she responded to him; she was all hot and bothered by now. They sucked face until the song finally came to an end.

He reluctantly pulled away from her and Leah walked back to the sofa to join the other girls.

Quil moved closer to Jacob and whispered something about how lucky they were tonight and fist pumped into the air. They both smiled impishly.

"I think maybe we should go," Kim whispered to her friends.

"No." Leah whispered back.

Kim was always the party pooper. "We don't even know where we are." She glanced around the house.

"So...," Jacob chuckled and stuck his hands in his pockets.

Kim whipped her head up and questioned, "What about the drugs?" The two other girls nodded their heads and smiled staring up at Jacob.

Shit, Jacob thought. He didn't know where the hell he was going to find the kinds of drugs they wanted. He really didn't think they'd ask for them. It was all just a ploy to get these girls to come with them. Jacob turned to Quil as the scape goat. "What about the drugs?"

Quil stared at him wide-eyed and didn't know what else to do except turn to Embry. "What about the drugs?"

Embry stared blankly at them. He snapped out of his trance and blurted the first thing that came to his mind. "They're in the kitchen."

Quil turned back to respond to Jacob. "They're in the kitchen."

"They're in the kitchen." Jacob finally told the girls.

They spoke to one another as if they weren't only two feet away from each other.

Claire turned to her girlfriends. "They're in the kitchen." She apparently had to show her blondness at the moment.

"Yeah," Kim and Leah nodded enthusiastically.

"So you girls sit tight, and we'll be right back." Jacob gestured with his hands for them to stay put.

The guys walked into the kitchen bickering with each other.

"You better think of something quick," Jacob gritted through his teeth.

Embry walked up to Jacob and got in his face. He was upset they wouldn't be able to deliver what these girls wanted and he'd lose out on his chance to finally feel his cock inside a tight wet pussy.

"Why the hell did you have to promise 'em drugs?"

"Because that's what they wanted." Jacob whispered harshly.

"You shouldn't have promised them anything!" Embry shot back.

Jacob tilted his head slightly and poked Embry with a finger in his chest. "Look, if I didn't promise them something they would've never come, right?"

"Well, what are we supposed to do now?" Embry looked at both Jacob and Quil.

The light bulb clicked above Quil's head. "Wait a second! You got any Sweet'N Low?" He grinned at Embry.

This had to work, otherwise; they would be fucked. And not in the way they hoped to be.

Jacob, Quil, and Embry walked back into the living room. Jacob held a small square mirror in his hands with the lines of Sweet'N Low he hoped would pass off as cocaine. "Here we are, girls; the best stuff in town."

"Yeah, fresh from Peru." Quil stupidly remarked.

Embry held a bowl of chips and smiled, "…and crispy chips."

Quil handed the cut-off straw to Jacob. He handed the small mirror with the white substance to Claire. "One hit, and you'll be flyin'."

The guys stood back and waited anxiously as they watched Claire take the straw and mirror in her hands. She began to snort one line slowly until it disappeared from the flat surface.

Claire looked up and her eyes almost bugged out of her head. She sniffled for a few moments before speaking up, "Really good stuff!" She rubbed her nose and handed the fake drug paraphernalia back to Jacob.

The guys breathed a sigh of relief. This will work, they all thought. They still feared the other girls may be able to figure out this crap wasn't real.

"Great!" Leah chirped.

Jacob handed the contents to Leah next. The guys waited with baited breaths.

She pressed the straw to the lines and sniffed quickly. She closed her eyes and pinched her nose. "Mmm, I love it." She handed the mirror back to Jacob.

The guys glanced at each other in disbelief. Now they only had to convince Kim this was the real shit.

Leah held her nose smiling and nodded at Kim signaling, 'it's OK, go on'.

Kim took the straw and mirror from Jacob hesitantly and glanced back to Claire and Leah. They both smiled brightly at Kim to encourage her. Kim appeared worried since she was still reluctant to trust these guys. She looked up at the trio of guys who were staring at her expectantly.

She finally pressed her nose against the straw and began inhaling the sugary substance. She inhaled, and inhaled...and inhaled until it was all gone.

The guys glanced around; fearful they would be caught any second.

Kim made a face and shook her head while pressing her nostrils together. "This is the best Colombian I've ever had."

The guys could finally relax. They couldn't believe these stupid bitches fell for it.

"Want another line?" Jacob asked the girls eagerly.

"You mean, like, now?" Claire asked dumbly.

"Yeah," Jacob nodded.

"No, no." Claire shook her head.

Kim shook her head too and waved. "No, thanks a lot."

Quil had a smile stretched across his face. "Good stuff, huh?"

"Yeah," the girls giggled.

The guys knew these girls were gullible but apparently this was going to be easier than they planned.

Quil disappeared from the living room and went hunting for an empty bedroom in Embry's house. He walked down the hallway and opened the first door on his right.

It was fairly large and in the dim light, you could faintly see it was the color of the sky. He tip-toed in and closed the door behind him.

He quickly shuffled his way to the neatly made bed in the middle of that room. Its light blue cover matched the walls.

Quil hovered over the side and pressed his palms against the mattress a few times, testing the springiness of the bed. Once he was satisfied, he stood up and turned around to sit on the edge, bouncing his body up and down. Quil then stood up and did a belly flop onto the bed to test its stability.

He had to make sure it was comfortable and durable when he was going to finally fuck the fine blond in a few minutes.

After he was satisfied it wasn't a piece of shit, he walked back out into the living room.

Embry sat miserably on one side of the sofa while Kim sat on the opposite side with the same forlorn expression. Jacob and Leah were sitting between them deep-throating with each other's tongues. Claire, the ditzy blond, could not have cared less what was going on around her since she had stuffed her face in the Sweet'N Low, snorting the generic sugar up her nose.

"Hey Claire, can I talk to you inside for a second?" Quil stood in the hallway and pointed his thumb towards the bedroom he had just come out of.

Claire jerked her head up with the apparent sugar dusted all over her nose, "Oh, yeah sure."

She stood and walked with Quil into the bedroom. He didn't bother telling her she looked like a mime with the white stuff on her face.

"Gee, it's sort of dark in here." She gazed around the unlit room.

Quil walked her to the bed. "Yeah, I guess the bulb kind of burnt itself out. Sit down." He patted the empty space next to him.

He aggressively made his move and pulled Claire against him by the waist once she sat down.

Claire was apprehensive. "So uh, what did you want to talk to me about?

"You know," he smirked.

"I know what?" She smiled back.

"You know." Quil repeated.

"You sort of like me, huh?" She whispered.

"Yeah." He replied and leaned in to kiss her on the lips.

Claire pulled away after a few seconds and gazed at him dreamily. She must have thought he was the best kisser in the world by the way she was looking at him.

"You got white stuff all over your nose." She giggled to Quil.

"So do you." He wiped the residue with his hand.

"I do?" She laughed and wiped her nose as well. "This coke is kind of sweet. It's really good stuff."

"Yeah, the best," Quil grinned and pushed on her shoulders until she was lying on the bed, then he settled on top her.

"Quil, what are you doing?" Claire yelped.

He wasn't the only one that was about to get lucky. Jacob and Leah were still making out and practically dry humping each other on the sofa while Embry stared at them, feeling very turned on, and Kim stared uncomfortably.

"Excuse me." Kim pushed them away from her since the horny couple was oblivious to everything around them.

Jacob leaned up and gave a cocky smirk to Leah. "Let's take our business elsewhere."

"OK." She answered breathlessly.

He pulled her off the sofa and they walked together towards the hallway to one of the unused rooms.

Jacob stopped at the entrance to the hallway before disappearing into one of the rooms and turned around to look at Embry. "Now, you two have fun." He winked and turned the light off leaving Embry and Kim alone in the dark.

Embry swallowed hard. He was nervous as hell but he would act cool and collected. "Do you want a chip?" He offered to Kim with the bowl in his hands.

She snatched the bowl of chips out of Embry's hands. "Thank you."

She couldn't look at him in the face. She couldn't even look at the floor. Kim stared at the ceiling the whole time she stuffed her face with the pieces of fried junk food.

Embry figured he'd try to be smooth and inched closer to Kim.

Back in one of the bedrooms, Quil was apparently wrong to think Claire would put out easy.

"Quil, please don't." Claire pushed him away and sat up. "Look, I don't wanna take my blouse off. I just met you tonight." She pouted.

Quil was frustrated. He was about to burst from the fucking hard-on he had. "...but what about Leah and Kim?"

"What about them?" Claire frowned.

"They don't seem to be having any problems." He threw his arms out to the sides.

And he was right about Leah. Jacob already had her stripped down to her panties in the next room.

Jacob settled between her legs and kissed down her bare body, reaching the succulent flesh near her navel. Leah moaned softly as his tongue languidly ran down her body. He hooked his fingers around the last piece of material denying him to feel her sweet peach, and slowly began pulling the panties down her thighs. He trailed kisses back up her stomach until finally reaching her breasts. He engulfed one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked lightly. Leah shuddered and gasped at the pleasurable sensation.

Jacob slid his body up stared at Leah in the eyes. She grabbed his face between her hands and pressed her lips urgently to his. Jacob's tongue moved slowly in-and-out of her mouth, massaging her tongue sensually.

The moment had finally arrived where he wouldn't suffer from blue ball syndrome anymore. He eased his hard throbbing cock inside of her.

"…But I'm not on the pill," she stopped him.

"Me neither." He shut her up with a kiss and pushed himself all the way into her.

Meanwhile, Embry was still struggling with Kim just to get to first base. Kim was still munching on the greasy snack.

They sat stiffly next to each other while Embry brought his arm around her shoulder. He didn't bother to subtly move his hand down to the front of her blouse to do the old "boob grab" move.

He stilled for a fraction of a second when Kim stopped her eating and roved her eyes towards his hand. She didn't stop him and continued eating the chips.

That was Embry's cue to dive in.

"The patio?" Quil barked at Claire and looked at her like she was insane.

She touched his arm and glanced at the French doors in the bedroom that led to the backyard. "Yeah, go out on the patio and count to one-hundred." Claire turned her head to the bed. "And when you're finished, I'll be already undressed…"

Quil scrunched his brows and contemplated on her instructions. "Undressed?"

Claire nodded. "…in bed."

"You sure?" He couldn't contain his excitement.

"I'm sure," she smiled reassuringly.

He stood up and began walking to the French doors. "I'll be on the patio."

"OK." She nodded again.

"I'll be countin'…" Quil remarked nervously and dashed out the door closing it behind him.

He stepped onto the patio and began removing each article of clothing, starting with his yellow vest. "One, two, three…" Quil threw his shirt to the ground. "…four, five, six..." next he grabbed his shoes and pulled them off, throwing them haphazardly onto the grass. "…seven, eight, nine..." The sound of his zipper coming undone was audible through the quiet night. "…ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen..." He rubbed his hands together in anticipation once he was clothed in no more than his boxers and undershirt. But he still had a long way to go to get to one-hundred.

Embry tried to pull one of Kim's bra straps down. He succeeded in getting his jacket and her blouse off. She grabbed the strap and pulled it back up. He paused for a moment then turned around and wrapped his arms around her to unhook the bra. He figured this couldn't be too hard. He'd seen it done many times in movies. Embry tugged at the strap and scowled as he fought with the stubborn piece of material that wouldn't come apart. He pulled harder and stretched the fabric but to no avail, the fucker wasn't budging.

Kim didn't move to help Embry knowing he was having a slight problem with the bra. "Would you like a chip?" She offered ignorantly. He gave up on the stupid thing and turned to face her. "What?"

"A chip... would you like one?"

"Uh…no, thanks," he mumbled and returned to his battle with the clasp. He nearly choked Kim in the process since he had one of his arms around her neck. Kim was too nervous to say anything and she went along with it. From the look of things, all she cared about were her chips; she had nearly finished the bowl.

Embry almost threw in the towel until he glanced up and saw the small round woven basket his mother kept on the side table next to the sofa. It contained all her materials for sewing. He reached over, slid off the lid and stuck his hand in the basket searching for the one item that would help him immensely. Embry finally grabbed a hold of what he was looking for, the scissors.

Finally, Embry thought.

Little did he know at that very moment his parents were parking in the drive way.