2 Hour Cocktail Party Novels & Stories

He've gotten to remember when he reach his first birthday. When they were at their garden near the pool together with their relatives at their side singing the birthday song while clapping their hands to the birthday celebrant Felix. They were all happy that time. It was a sunny afternoon when they decided to give Felix a birthday party. It was a short notice since Simon had been busy with the company lately. But still Betty made her plan a successful. Wait—- Not a totally a successful one. He remembers that day when they are all gathered together in the garden near their pool. They were singing the happy birthday song and was very happy clapping our hands because finally Felix the handsome

Camping chairs and folding plastic chairs were sprinkled around where guests lounge, chatting and drinking and smoking. We joined a group of three at the ping pong table. They all told me their names but my mind was not in the place to be remembering things. I felt so sober after I saw the kiss earlier but I now realized my emotions were just running really high. I'd tossed back four glasses of champagne in the two hours I'd been at the work party and I was already almost done with this seltzer. I was gonna be fucked up. "Want some?" I looked up to see Doris offering me a blunt. I could have cried with joy.

Lyn commented. "We shall stay here until the party is over, at 2:00 in the morning, right?" Grandma Flora asked. Lyn nodded her head. "Yup, that's right. The party will end two hours from now," she answered. "Grandma, if you are already sleepy and tired, we can go home now," she offered. "I'm not sleepy yet. Let's stay until the party is over," Grandpa Russ replied. A lady waiter carrying a tray filled with drinks and appetizers wandered into the garden. "Drinks anyone?"

The his shoulders sagged and he sighed wearily. “You’d be surprised to know that there aren’t that many event centers that offer 24hr services and that you actually have to make arrangements with them at least a couple of days before the event. I had to enlist the help of a company that just finished handling a BTS themed birthday party and they only answered me because they were all teenagers and they were super pumped from either eating too much cake that gave them a sugar high, drinking way too much caffeine to keep them going for the party they had earlier or because they were high as shit. I think it’s the third one though cause one of the guys kept calling me V and saying how much it w

I politely dismissed her. "Fine by me. I don't want any unnecessary attachments either" she shrugged and left the room. I once again sighed and face palmed. I hope this would be done and over with soon. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Arielle's POV Almost a week flew by fast and Xander only stayed over at Casey's place one night and went back to his place. I have my 48 hour date with Xander tomorrow and I could say that I was nervous and excited at the same time. I decided that if I was going to spend 48 hours with him I better be prepared and I needed to start packing some lingerie.

He picked up a piece of steak from another plate and put it onto mine. I thought about whether his lips were as soft as his words, and whether he could feed me in another way. The sudden fantasy triggered my nerves, which made me subconsciously gasp. It was terrifying. All the dishes were served very quickly. Someone took out a bottle of whiskey that he had brought. He bragged about it being a vintage brew we all had to try. A dozen people were excited, except Kevin. “Aren’t you going to try it?” I held my glass with both hands and smiled softly.

she asked, already placing a glass of whisky on the counter. I took the glass with a curt not and did a lap of the club. I had six girls on the poles, each of them with a couple of gentlemen watching the show. It was mid-morning on a Saturday. Things weren’t going to heat up until later tonight, but I did have a bachelor party coming through the doors at four. Some rich daddy’s boy was tying the knot and wanted to have one last fling. The guy getting married was a member, so I had Dagger organize a twelve-hour pass for the rest of his party.