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So, as the fight between Brian and Lily seems to be continuing, all of the party goers continue standing back in excited viewing. "Guys, Hannah said we should give them some privacy!" Lee snaps, still sitting in Jimmy's lap.

"Oh, darling," he says, running his fingers through their hair, "Why ever would you want to do that?"

Lee takes a good look at the heated scene and says, "I guess you were right, Stephanie. This is some juicy shit."

"Thank you!" Stephanie responds a little too pridefully, "How much you want to bet he'll end up getting kicked in the cock?"

Better kicked in the cock then completely cock blocked...
Or maybe not...

Sara takes a bite of her cupcake and cries, "Come on, that's just sick!"

"How much you want to wager?" Judy says, pulling out a checkbook (where'd she get a checkbook?), "I'll bet against a kick to the balls!"

"I'm betting for it!" Elisa squeals. Great, now all the girls are coming around laying down money regarding whether or not Mr. Eno is going to get kicked where no man should get kicked while all of the guys look on, horrified. However, Grace looks on blankly, as I think she's why too high to even know what money is anymore.

"Wait, I thinks she's going for it!" Holly screams. "Oh, no! She just hugged him... Fight's over, guys." At that, I hear the shuffling of money between all of the girls and a great groan of disappointment. "Fuck, it's really over, they're making out!"

"Aw, that's no fun to watch!" Judy cries.

"Speak for yourself, I think romance is so hot!" Elisa looks on, "Aww, so sweet!"

Iggy and Lou come tumbling in out of nowhere, and Lou says, "You guys watched us have sex, making out is nothing!" Lou takes Iggy by the scruff of his neck and starts Frenching him. Lou presses him up against the wall and just goes to town.

"Come on, get a ping pong table!" Elisa says.

"Sorry, baby," Iggy says, releasing from Lou. Lou just puts his arms around Iggy, and then Iggy says, "So, what do we do now?"

At that, Brian and Lily come back, hand in hand, and she says, "Sorry about that guys, everything's alright now!"

Grace slinks over, "Or is it?"

"Really, it is!" Lily says through a little giggle. "Why are you all gathered by the window?"

"We were watching that fight hoping that you'd kick Brian's balls," Elisa says. Brian lets out a little yelp, clearly deeply cringing.

"I wasn't!" Judy declares. "I was watching hoping you wouldn't. That's what my money was on."

"That's sick," Lily says with an eye roll. "But whatever."

"That's what I said!" Sara says, and she and Bryan nod their heads in an odd unison.

"I tried to stop them, Lily," Hannah says, coming over to Lily. "I really did."

"It's fine Hannah," Lily says, "so, what are we doing now?"

I hear the clamor of all the people talking, trying to determine what to do next. I hear Sara almost screaming, "I can't believe it! We just ran out of cake!"

"Hey, Sara," I say, "If you go in my kitchen, there's the ingredients for some cake. You can bake it if you'd like."

"That sounds wonderful!" she says.

"Ooo, can I help?" Grace asks. Sara nods her head "yes", and Sara, Grace, and Bryan all head into the kitchen.

Marc looks around the room, and says, "Seriously David, what are we going to do now?" he comes closer to me and whispers, "Hey bud, if you're not careful this whole party is just going to die."

I keep thinking, trying desperately to come up with an idea. Finally Elisa yells, "Truth or dare time, guys!" Oh shit, I don't know if I was just spared or screwed... Everyone all gathers around and Elisa begins, "I'll go first. Mick, truth or dare?" She asks, looking right at Mick Jagger.

"Um, truth." He responds, a little worried.

"How many people have you slept with?" she asks, slightly manically.

Mick rubs his chin, trying to think. "The truth is, I don't know. A lot of people that I frankly don't remember all of them." A little laughter erupts, and Holly and Mick just roll their eyes.

"Say Mick, maybe you should be like Bill and keep a log book!" Keith says, and even more laughter erupts.

"Okay, Holly, truth or dare?" Elisa asks again.

"I'll go truth, too," she answers meekly.

"Is Mick the best person you've ever slept with?"

"Um, how do you know Mick wasn't my first?" Holly says, with a little arm crossing. The result is a little mumbling, but surprisingly, Elisa just moves on.

"Okay, Marc Bolan, truth or dare?" Elisa says.

"By the looks of the other truths, I think I'll have to choose dare," Marc says with a little sass. However, he starts to quickly look like he regrets that choice.

"Okay, Marc," Elisa says with a little evil look in her eye, "You have to do a strip tease, right here. Right now. You can keep on your underwear, but everything else goes."

"Great," Marc sasses. He takes a swig of Jimmy's Jack Daniels which he so kindly brought with him, puts on the single "Dancing in the Street", and begins dancing really, really, sexually.

"Woo!" Hannah screams. "My boyfriend, the stripper!"

Marc does these weird thrusts that I couldn't even have imagining him doing, and then tears his jacket and shirt right off. He continues swirling his hips, and Hannah, Sara, and Lily all cheer him on.

"Wait for it!" Marc says. Then he finds a pole, and swings around it, swirling every inch of his body. Finally, his pants come down, only to reveal a pair of glittery briefs. Several dollar bills come flying at him at that.

The song is over, and Marc puts his clothes back on. "Thank you for that, Marc," Elisa laughs, "Keith Moon, would you like to go next?"

"Well, thanks for the offer, little lady, but I'd rather keep my clothes on," Keith says in an awkward, gentlemanly tone.

"Alright, who else would like to go, then?" Elisa asks. Why is she asking people now?

Freddie raises his hand, "Fine. I'll go."

"Truth or dare, Freddie?"

"Truth, but don't be too gross, okay?" Freddie looks terrified by his question.

"How old were you when you lost your virginity?"

Freddie strokes his chin, clearly mocking Mick's little chin rub, "I think I was fourteen. Yeah, that sounds about right."

Brian Eno laughs, "Damn! You were young, kid!"

"Well, how old were you, you prude?" Freddie says in a mocking tone. "I'm two years older then you, by the way!"

"I was fifteen. It was worth the wait," Brian says proudly.

"What kind of kinky stuff did you two learn in those art schools of yours?" Marc Bolan says.

Grace says, "It's a well known fact that all the art school guys are kinky, isn't that right Lily?"

Lily takes a sip of water, "No comment." She continues drinking the water while everyone looks at her, "But their girlfriends tend to be kinkier."

"Good answer," Grace says with a slow clap.

"I thought you were helping with the cake?" I ask. Funny, I almost forgot about that cake...

"Oh yeah, the cake is in the oven." Grace says, licking a beater. "Sara is making the frosting right now, the dear, with her kinky art school boyfriend."

"Whoa, Bryan Ferry went to art school too?" Marc says.

"We all went to art school!" Phil Manzanera says. Apparently he decided to throw on some socks and sandals like Ringo. "And all six of us are kinky."

"Six kinky art school boys at a party. That sounds like a song," Judy says.

Bob Dylan comes behind her, pulls out his guitar and begins to sing:
Well, I'd like to tell you about the six kinky art school boys!
They were so kinky, it was like they had no choice...
They knew all of the kinkiest of Kinks!
They tried all of the binkiest of binks!

Oh, they shagged all night long,
It was like it was their job,
And they wore hats to conceal,
All the faults they had.

"Thank you for that, Bob!" Judy says. She kisses him on the cheek.

"I'd buy that single!" Grace says. Both girls are probably so high that they don't realize how bad that was...

Oh well, what to do now as we wait for our cake?
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Bob lyrics by me.

God, that was awful...