Left by myself I look around for the beer. Wandering in to the kitchen I nearly trip over the remnants of a table before grabbing an ice cold bottle from the fridge. I decide to explore the party, casting admiring glances at the various costumes on display as I saunter. From upstairs I hear some girly giggling and wonder what the source of amusement could be. Taking the stairs only 2 at a time, not to appear too eager, I peer through a doorway to see 2 ladies hugging each other and laughing.
"Don't fuck it up, don't fuck it up, don't fuck it up" I repeat to myself as I enter the room. I clear my throat with a polite cough "Um so what part of Lesbia are you ladies from?" Immediately I know I've fucked it up. They both turn to look at me, the Gypsy glares with a wicked malevolence. I could be in trouble!!

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