When the doorbell rang I opened the door. It was Carol and she was simply stunning. I took her white long coat and exposed a flimsy black dress. The plaster on her right leg was a big contrast to it. She told me she was happy to see me and showed this by giving me two big kisses on my cheeks. I asked what I could give her to drink and she settled herself next to my girlfriend on the spot I just left. After giving her a wine I settled with a beer on a chair and looked at the scene. Both girls were very interested in the troubles of my former classmate. His stories became more and more painful.

Alice had gone to the kitchen to prepare a little bite; Herbert was now suffering in silence. It was like his mind had left the building while he sipped his third tea. Carol came to me with a new beer and bent over to give it to me. I already knew she was not wearing a bra. She sat down on the armrest of my chair and sipped from her wine. She wiped away something from my legs, dust maybe and her hand just stayed there. Before my unrest got too big, Alice called for help from the kitchen. I wanted to get up, but Carol pushed me down and went instead of me.

I tried to get Herbert back to earth because I really got bored. I sat next to him on the sofa and I heard some more stories about his dancing. He was even an instructor, how interesting! The girls came back with stuffed eggs and we ate in silence for some time. Carol asked if she should make some phone calls. Maybe the friends had forgotten, we knew where they would be at this time of night. But Alice was still convinced they all would show up within the hour.

We all sat down with a drink and discussed how the world was run, friendships and a lot more. Carol wanted to know what we thought about living together with a loved one. Herbert assured us he needed his privacy and his individuality, he could never live with anyone. Carol thought she would love to be with her boyfriend and enjoy each others company as much as possible. Alice said she would never like to share her things and have someone around her all the time. I myself had never been thinking about this theme and told them this.

Herbert drank a beer and after that decided to go. His back was killing him. Alice brought him to the door and they said goodbye over there quite a long time. Carol had taken his place immediately and I felt her warmth through my jeans. She reached for her drink and showed me her belly button and a lot more. Alice came back into the room, gave the music more volume and wanted to sit on the other side of me. The neighbours downstairs started to bump on their ceiling immediately. So she uttered some really rude words and put the volume down again.

After another beer I said, I decided to go home. I was very sorry for Alice, but sometimes parties never really start. I made a lame excuse about my parents that needed some help the next day. Alice understood and Carol asked me if I could bring her home on my bike. Alice pleaded her to stay and spend the night at her place. She had some real good stuff, she said. That was a bit late for me; I decided to stick to my story. Carol decided to stay.

Whistling I rode to my favourite bar, maybe I could still find some friends over there.

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