There were so many people in the motel room!
I wasn’t the kind of girl who wanted to spend her night along, but fuck! There had to be fifteen or twenty people in there, and even though I’d lucked out and ended up with a great spot on the bed that was comfortable, there wasn’t any way to pretend that anything about the situation was okay. My friend Berenice Wakefield had invited me to the party, but then she hadn’t shown up. I arrived at the Nighttime Inn thinking she’d already be there, her boyfriend living at the place on weekly rent. She wasn’t there yet, and since I was too embarrassed to just walk away, I stayed.
I sat on the bed as people milled around and drank and tried to see if I knew anyone there. Not a one. There were about seven or eight other girls and ten or eleven men but it was really impossible to count. With the music blaring, I couldn’t even engage in real conversation, so I just sipped my plastic cup of spiced rum and decided I’d give Berenice about another ten minutes before I’d be done with the party all together and just head home. It was an irritating situation, and with wall to wall people in the room, the possibility of anything other than boredom wasn’t very high.
I tried to amuse myself by internally laughing at how some of the girls and guys were so damned obvious about their desires for each other but nobody really made a move, so it ended up pretty boring. Finally, a boy whose name I was pretty sure was Charlie said, “Jesus! Let’s get this party started.” Everyone stopped doing anything and looked at him. He rolled his eyes. “Okay, as usual, it’s up to me. Everyone cough up ten bucks.” There were grumblings, but he pointed out that he’d spent just shy of five hundred bucks on beer and booze, so people grudgingly started handing money over. I didn’t plan to stay, but I’d had a drink and I didn’t want to call attention to myself so I passed a ten spot over as well. When he had it all, he counted it quickly and then said, “Okay! I have $210 and I’ll give it to whichever two girls want to make out in front of us all.”
I wasn’t the kind of girl who wanted to spend her night along, but fuck! There had to be fifteen or twenty people in there, and even though I’d lucked out and ended up with a great spot on the bed that was comfortable, there wasn’t any way to pretend that anything about the situation was okay. My friend Berenice Wakefield had invited me to the party, but then she hadn’t shown up. I arrived at the Nighttime Inn thinking she’d already be there, her boyfriend living at the place on weekly rent. She wasn’t there yet, and since I was too embarrassed to just walk away, I stayed.
I sat on the bed as people milled around and drank and tried to see if I knew anyone there. Not a one. There were about seven or eight other girls and ten or eleven men but it was really impossible to count. With the music blaring, I couldn’t even engage in real conversation, so I just sipped my plastic cup of spiced rum and decided I’d give Berenice about another ten minutes before I’d be done with the party all together and just head home. It was an irritating situation, and with wall to wall people in the room, the possibility of anything other than boredom wasn’t very high.
I tried to amuse myself by internally laughing at how some of the girls and guys were so damned obvious about their desires for each other but nobody really made a move, so it ended up pretty boring. Finally, a boy whose name I was pretty sure was Charlie said, “Jesus! Let’s get this party started.” Everyone stopped doing anything and looked at him. He rolled his eyes. “Okay, as usual, it’s up to me. Everyone cough up ten bucks.” There were grumblings, but he pointed out that he’d spent just shy of five hundred bucks on beer and booze, so people grudgingly started handing money over. I didn’t plan to stay, but I’d had a drink and I didn’t want to call attention to myself so I passed a ten spot over as well. When he had it all, he counted it quickly and then said, “Okay! I have $210 and I’ll give it to whichever two girls want to make out in front of us all.”
