Halloween Surprises – Part 2

Downstairs

Emi descended one step at a time, slowly, methodically, heavily. She felt every step reverberate up her body, shaking her breasts. Her mind was swirling out of control. She had to go slowly to keep from falling down. She tried to think of positive things. This mailgirl thing was going to blow over. Su-Ning was going to come back and everything was going to return to normal. The apps and the server were doing fine. Resort bookings were going to pick up.

She thought of Ben. How he kissed her as if he owned her body. And then he touched her. The memory electrified her. The cool air of the stairwell made her aware of her dampness as she took another step. She was getting horny. No, she didn’t want to work herself up. She was headed to a room full of guys. She needed to cool down.

The image of nines all over her body came to mind. The newspaper story was spreading to the other nearby islands. The story that Evan had asked her to read. Why was this happening to her? It wasn’t fair. She didn’t even read more than a third of it. She imagined seeing Evan again one day while wearing clothing. Lots of clothing. He says hello to her. She says, remember that story? He says what story? She kicks him in the balls.

She was angry and started moving faster. Here she was, descending the stairs, naked, in a public office building, just like a mailgirl. She didn’t have a choice, just like a mailgirl. She was beginning to feel thrilled, just like a mailgirl.

Entering the hallway, she ran into Leo and Raul. They were hanging posters.

She walked up to them and saw that Leo was adding one of his drawings to the wall. It was a grand image of himself. Raul was posting a newspaper clipping next to him. The newspaper clipping had a picture of Emi.

The two turned to look at Emi and then froze, gawking at her face for a change.

Emi frowned, they seemed oddly transfixed by her face.

Raul seemed to sense Emi’s dark mood. “Ahh… I thought it would be good to have you up here with the rest of us. Umm… is that okay?”

Emi slowly looked over the image of herself. It was the same as the one Becca had shown her upstairs. Not that big, but she was easily identifiable. Thankfully, she had her sunglasses on. Then she realized her sunglasses were up in her hair. She felt the guys watching her. She sensed them watching her face and turned to look them boldly in the eyes.

They took a step back, unable to maintain eye contact with her. She focused on Raul.

“Ahh… I can take it down. And burn it,” he stammered, unable to meet her naked gaze directly.

Emi resisted an urge to tell him off. Instead, she forced herself to pat him on the back. “Thank you, Raul, I’m honored,” she said. As much as she hated this, she knew it was illogical to fight it. The newspapers were everywhere, and it was possible that he just wanted her on the wall with everyone else on the team.

Raul looked relieved. “I… ahh… heard that you might go to the party as mailgirl nine?”

Emi’s face darkened.

“Ahh… I mean…” He looked like he was struggling to maintain eye contact.

She turned and walked away, lowering her sunglasses as she went. It was amusing to see Raul so flummoxed by her naked gaze.

Inside the dev room, Eddie was the only one programming. Everyone else seemed in full party mode. Asher had a beer and was watching Liz help Travis with his ghost costume. The tall, red-headed fellow was using a huge white sheet. Emi wanted that sheet – for her futon. She hated to see Liz pull a perfectly good bed sheet off him and start cutting out eye holes. Emi looked around at everyone and then to Asher in confusion. He was dressed as a pirate, Blackbeard she guessed. It matched well with his tightly curled short black hair.

“It’s our tradition here to not work on party days,” Asher said, explaining the lax mood.

Emi looked at Eddie.

“He is our one exception.”

“Our two exceptions,” Emi corrected, walking past everyone to join Eddie. She was glad that he was near the far wall. It was the furthest point from the door leading outside. There was a desk near him and she sat down. If someone came in, they would only see the top of her head. It was perfect.

Ben walked around and gathered everyone’s cell phones, putting them in a bag. He explained it was to help Emi relax. Ben also put a piece of tape over everyone’s laptop webcam. Emi was deeply touched. “Thank you,” she mouthed from across the room.

He smiled, accepting the gesture of appreciation with a nod.

“Emi…” Liz yelled, excitedly rushing over to her. “You will never guess my costume!”

“Slave Princess Leia?” Eddie mumbled without looking up from his screen.

Liz slapped him on the arm. “How do you know?”

He winced, turning to face the two girls.

It was comfortable talking with Eddie. His eyes rarely lingered on her body as much as the others. Even Liz seemed to get a kick out of looking her up and down whenever they met.

“Leo said that’s what you wear every year,” he huffed. “So where’s the costume?”

She pressed her lips together. “Ben and I usually head home around noon to grab our costumes.”

“You live near each other?” Emi asked.

“Neighbors,” she looked down at her feet. “Yeah… I’m Princess Leia… again,” she sighed.

“See… I told you! I heard that years ago she saw Ben’s browser history showing Princess Leia cosplay searches,” he laughed, shaking his head.

Liz blushed. “I did not!”

“Get this Emi… she also picks Ben’s costumes. Last year he was a cop. The year before, she had him as a cowboy with a lasso. But Liz… she always wears the same thing.”

“It’s not the same! I always wear a DIFFERENT version of Leia the slave girl!”

“You must want him to ‘capture’ you,” he laughed. “We have a desperate slave here,” Eddie said, pretending to whisper to Emi with his hand up to his face.

Liz froze.

“That’s it, isn’t it! haha… first you had him in that stupid cowboy suit, just to give him that lasso. Then a year later he failed to handcuff you. So now what did you have him wear this year, huh?” Eddie leered.

“Don’t Eddie… you’re not funny…” Liz stuttered.

Their antics were kind of soothing to Emi, gradually pulling her out of the mood that had been plaguing her all morning. She wondered if Eddie was right about Liz wanting Ben to capture her. Regardless, she didn’t like Eddie giving Liz a hard time. “What’s your costume?” she asked Eddie, changing the subject to give Liz a break.

“I’ll show you,” he said, taking a piece of masking tape and wrapping it between his dark-framed lenses. It sat over his nose as if tape held together his black-framed glasses. Then he grabbed something on his desk and put it in his shirt pocket. It was a pocket protector, full of pens.

“That’s so lame. You’re a nerd?” Liz said. “So unimaginative to come just as yourself.”

Ben came up to them holding an extra cooler drink. He handed it to Emi.

Liz looked surprised.

“What? I already got you a drink. Where is it?” Ben asked.

“I finished it… duh.”

Emi took a sip of her drink, feeling Liz’s eyes all over her – like as if she was trying to figure something out.

When Liz finally looked out the window for a moment, Emi glanced pointedly at Ben. Their eyes locked. She felt he understood. That they needed to tell Liz something before she found out and got hurt.

Liz stepped away to help Travis, who was having trouble with his costume. He couldn’t seem to find the eyeholes and was stumbling around.

Emi felt Ben needed to say something to Liz. It needed to be him. She opened her mouth – but stopped.

Ben looked uncomfortable.

Emi could understand his reluctance. He and Liz were best friends and had known each other for many years. She just wanted nothing bad to come between the three of them.

To forget her stress, Emi continued to work with Eddie, on and off, for a couple of hours, while the rest of the team was socializing or preparing their costumes.

Once in a while, Emi looked up to see jovial laughter. Everyone was happily preparing or just looking forward to the party. She was jealous. She wished she could enjoy this with everyone, but Ho ruined it for her. A lack of clothing excluded her from the event. The only silver lining with this whole naked nightmare was that it had brought her and Ben together, but even that was complicated because of Liz. Emi briefly wondered if she was selfishly risking Ben and Liz’s friendship, or worse, blocking them from becoming more. No, she needed to not think like that. She tried to dismiss the thought.

Emi felt restless, trapped in the room, her body was still buzzing from Ben’s touches in the cafeteria. And being around the guys wasn’t helping. She hated she couldn’t go for a run.

“You look flushed,” Asher said, coming up to her with a drink in his hand.

“Yeah… I’m ahh…” Across the room, she saw Ben and Liz laughing, as Liz slapped Ben’s arm as if what he said was hilarious. He pushed her back a step. They behaved like siblings… or a couple. “I’m feeling a bit exposed,” she finally replied. With her sunglasses on, she could hide that she was watching Ben while talking to Asher.

“I think that you are doing fine. No difference here or back at the resort.”

“I’m fine,” she lied, not wanting to get into a conversation about clothing.

“Are you cold? I could get you something.”

Emi pressed her lips together, looking at him. “You just said I look flushed,” she said.

He looked over to see Leo and Raul coming over. Ben and Liz joined them and they all gathered around Emi.

“How are you holding out Emi?” Raul asked.

Emi was surprised by his uncharacteristic straightforwardness. “I’m okay…” She lied again.

“You’re not going to the party, are you?” Raul asked. Some of the others stopped chatting and looked to Emi.

Emi shook her head.

“We can’t have a party without you!” Raul complained. “Oh, please come.”

“I have a prior engagement,” she said. With a closet and a futon, she thought bitterly.

Raul didn’t seem to know how to respond to that. So he didn’t.

Later, after a late lunch that Emi, Ben, and Eddie enjoyed eating downstairs, Liz came back from the cafeteria and changed the music.

Emi walked over to Liz. “Hey… how’s it going?”

“Hey…” Liz replied. “I’m fine.”

“Is it true? What Eddie was saying… about you wanting Ben to capture you?”

Liz blushed. “No, I mean… I know it’s stupid. But I’ve been waiting for years to be captured by that idiot. I know it’s nothing real, but it would be cool to be his slave girl just for one night.”

Emi looked stunned.

“I mean, at the party… fun… not sleeping with him or anything,” she explained.

Emi could tell that she was hiding something. She couldn’t blame her for having an attraction to Ben, she herself was caught up in his charms. Liz definitely had feelings and she has had them for quite some time. But wasn’t she and Ben both dating other people recently? Had Liz been thinking about Ben while dating someone else?

“Another drink?” Liz asked.

Emi nodded.

Liz went over to the punch bowl and started opening a new bag of plastic cups.

Ben walked up after laughing with Travis. “Hey Emi,” he said, casually touching Emi on the arm.

Emi saw Liz watching them from across the room. She shrugged his hand off. “We can’t do that… I mean, especially in front of Liz. Have you told her anything about us yet?”

“What about us?” he asked, looking at the arm that shrugged him off.

“I just don’t want to see her get hurt,” she said, wondering if she said something wrong.

He looked out the window. “She’s my best friend Emi… you know how she is. This is going to kill her. I need some time to think about this… how to break it to her.”

“Okay…” Emi said gently. She didn’t want to push him too hard on this. “Do whatever you think is best.”

He nodded, taking a step away from her. “You know… she really looks up to you…” he said, looking like someone was forcing him to hurt his best friend.

“What are you trying to say?” she asked, feeling confused and upset.

Liz showed up with two plastic cups of punch and a cheery smile.

Emi tried to smile back.

“Look… we have to get our costumes now,” he said, taking both cups and handing them to Emi.

Liz looked surprised as Ben pushed her along towards the exit.

Emi lifted one of her drinks up to her lips and took a long slow sip as she watched Liz and Ben disappear. Luckily, she had a second drink in her other hand.

A few minutes later, Becca, Sam, and Hannah checked in on Emi briefly, before returning back upstairs to help with the party prep. It was a short visit but did wonders on her mood. The alcohol was helping as well.

The guys were all taking turns going upstairs to help out but also coming back down to hangout with Emi.

Eddie finally stopped programming and walked up to Emi with a beer. “I hate parties too,” he said. Maybe I’ll just hang out with you down here.”

Raul perked up at that, spitting out some pretzels. “That’s a great idea. If Emi won’t go to the party. We bring the party to Emi!” Raul shouted. Everyone cheered and shortly thereafter, Raul led the guys upstairs. They returned with arms full of snacks, drinks, and even some Halloween decorations.

“See Emi, we don’t leave anyone behind!”

It was a corny thing to say, but it made her eyes water regardless. She was glad they were covered. “Thanks, guys… you didn’t have to.”

“You’ve been tense all day. Here, have another cooler, Emi,” Raul said happily.

She took it. Maybe this wasn’t going to be so bad after all. The music changed and there were always one or two people missing for brief visits upstairs to gather snacks and drinks, but then they returned to hang out. The girls also visited her a few times, but they preferred to not hang out with her ‘other team’ so they usually didn’t stay long.

Sam recklessly clinked her bottle hard with Emi’s bottle, almost breaking the glass, and then left with Becca, headed back upstairs.

Hannah stayed back this time, also tapping her drink with Emi. “Nice to see you finally loosen up.”

Emi nodded. She wasn’t really that loosened up, but the goodwill of her guys and the alcohol was certainly helping.

Ben and Liz returned, laughing. Liz’s slave costume looked expensive. Liz looked hot. Ben had his dog whisperer costume on, complete with his leash and collar hanging from his side. Emi wondered if he told her, but on second glance, it seemed unlikely. Ben was probably right. They didn’t have to deal with that right now.

Ben looked like he’d had a few. He wasn’t drunk, but he was certainly relaxed looking. He brought a drink for Emi and they clinked, but he didn’t say anything.

Emi sensed that he was worried she would complain because he hadn’t told Liz. He had a right to be irritated, she reasoned. Who was she to tell him what to say to his best friend?

Hannah pulled out her marker and waved it at Emi, enticingly. “It’s just us down here Emi, why don’t you costume up and join us properly.”

Emi shook her head. But her resistance was wavering, especially when she saw Raul nodding enthusiastically. She looked over to Ben, but he was again chatting with Liz.

Hannah asked again, waving the marker. “This is for whiteboards Emi. It should come off easily in the shower,” she cooed.

Emi considered her offer. Being washable was a big selling point.

“Say… where do you shower around here?” Hannah asked, looking around.

“Alright already, go ahead,” she said, not wanting to talk about showers in front of everyone. It was Halloween and down here it would be just fine she reasoned. She hated the idea of being a mailgirl, but there was really no other costume option for her. Plus Ben seemed to be spending most of his time with Liz so she needed something interesting to do.

“For tonight, just to shake things up, let’s change the number!” Hannah announced to everyone as they started to gather around. “But change that music, we need something more lively for this. After all… mailgirl THIRTEEN is about to enter the party!”

Everyone cheered. Even Ben and Liz turned to salute with their drinks at Emi’s new number.

Emi thought about the number. Thirteen. The bad luck number. It was perfect.

Hannah looked over at Ben and then back at Emi. “Trouble in paradise?” she whispered in Emi’s ear.

Emi was taken aback. Did Hannah know?

“Ben… excuse me, Ben!” Hannah yelled. “Can you come here for a moment?”

Emi stiffened and Ben came over, looking awkward with Emi.

They looked at each other. “You don’t have to say anything to Liz,” Emi said quietly to him, raising her glasses so that he could see the sincerity in her eyes.

The room reacted, some gasped. It was the first time most of them had seen Emi’s eyes in weeks. The first time while she was completely naked.

“That’s right, I don’t,” Ben said quietly, but his eyes softened and he gave her a warm smile.

She smiled back. Her heart warmed. She could breathe again.

Hannah shoved the marker in Ben’s hand. “Okay Ben, we need a ONE right here above her heart. Can you do that for me?”

He took it and slowly, confidently, drew a perfect one partially onto her left breast as Emi looked into his eyes. He looked back when he was done, but paused keeping the close proximity for a few extra seconds. Finally, he noticed everyone watching. He blushed, stepping back.

Hannah looked proud of her intervention.

“My turn,” Liz said, suddenly grabbing the marker from Ben’s hand. And before anyone could react she slopped out a lopsided THREE beside the perfect ONE. Her three was too big and didn’t match, covering half of Emi’s tit.

“Oh my God!” Leo yelped, grabbing the pen from Liz’s hand. “You ruined it!”

“That’s fine Leo,” Hannah said, “This is just a costume party. This year Emi can be Awkward Thirteen!”

Leo nodded. “Oh, right… I see. Yes, that can work…. may I?”

Emi heard the words but she was too busy feeling good with Ben. She glanced away, trying to avoid meeting Ben’s eyes, worried about blowing their cover with Liz.

Hannah looked at Emi and hesitated. “I… ahh… sure. Let’s make this a team bonding project!”

“Leo, please try to match the design on her ass.”

Emi laughed, confidently shifting her sunglasses higher up on her head, nodding for Leo to continue. She even poked out her ass a little for him, causing Ben and others to laugh.

“Don’t be a tease,” Ben said quietly so only Emi could hear.

Emi chuckled and took a swig of her drink as she felt Leo drawing a ONE on her ass. Then Raul was back there drawing the THREE. He took a long time, drawing it very carefully. Asher added the final THIRTEEN to her right arm. Travis and Eddie didn’t want to partake, but everyone booed them and they finally gave in to the peer pressure, and Emi received a fourth THIRTEEN on her other Arm. She was now completely covered with awkwardly drawn thirteens.

The party went on normally after that. Emi was feeling much more relaxed and was enjoying sharing her clear intimate gaze with everyone. She even danced with Leo and then Ben. Raul came between Emi and Ben. “May I? He asked, cutting in.

Ben laughed. “Be my guest.”

Emi was starting to feel the party and danced with Raul, giving him a real show, bouncing her breasts with the beat. He looked deliriously happy. Looking back she saw Ben with Liz and they were both watching her, laughing as well. She did some extra moves and the music kicked up a notch. Emi was ready for round two.

“I think that’s enough for Raul,” Ben said, from behind her.

Emi felt a collar clamp around her neck. “Now I’ve got you,” Ben said playfully.

Emi froze. “Oh crap… no!” she said firmly. Looking quickly back, she saw the blood drain from Liz’s horrified face. Liz turned and ran to the door, yanking it dramatically open… she ran outside.

“What?” Ben asked, genuinely confused.

“She has been waiting for you to capture her for the last three years. Why do you think she’s always the slave girl? She saw your browsing history!”

“Oh shit,” he said, as it slowly sank in.

“Go after her, stupid!” Emi yelled.

He hesitated, and then turned and ran out after her.

Emi followed, but just to the open door. She peered out at the beach, brightly lit by a big moon. Liz was running along by the lapping waves. Ben was slowly gaining on her.

“Go after her, stupid…” Emi muttered to herself mockingly. Had she really told Ben to do that? Was she glad that he was off alone with Liz? What if he said things and she said things? She would only have herself to blame if she ended up being the odd man out.

Ben finally caught up to Liz and grabbed her. They hugged. Liz struggled to get away but he kept hugging. Emi’s wiped her wet eyes as she stepped outside into the night air to get a better view. Her heart lunged at the sight of the two of them. She felt both relieved and scared. She didn’t know what to think.

A motion in the moonlight, caused her to glance right. A rickshaw was coming towards her. She jumped back into the room, hiding behind the door. Likely she had been seen, as she was illuminated by the light coming from the doorway.

She peeked out to see who was in the rickshaw.

“Hey Emi!” Bo said, cheerily. He was pulling Ho. She was dressed as a Japanese Geisha girl, her hair up with blades through it and her face powdered white. She was wearing a fancy kimono.

Emi stepped back as Ho walked past her into the room. She didn’t understand why she came in the side dev entrance. She’d never seen Ho do that before.

Ho was headed towards the stairs but stopped, turning to face her.

Emi felt stupid being seen like this. She was naked, covered with awkward thirteens with a leash dangling from her neck.

“I see you are starting to relax,” Ho said.

Emi wasn’t relaxed at all. This was the woman who was trying to destroy her.

Ho continued. “That’s good… look Emi, I’m sorry about the other day.”

Emi didn’t move a muscle.

“I’ve brought a package for you… some clothing.”

“She doesn’t like clothing!” Raul said, drunkenly.

Emi was glad to hear him say that. She folded her arms, watching Ho silently, expressionless.

Ho ignored Raul. “Take the package Emi.” Her expression was soft. Emi wondered if she was really trying to make amends. This was so unlike Ho.

Ho turned and walked to the elevator.

Ben hefted in a rather large package tied together with strings. The brown paper said ‘Lost and found’ on it.

Emi was annoyed. Why hadn’t she just brought her own clothes? What was this? A joke? It didn’t matter… she was more than ready to wear clothing. Even if she looked stupid.

Gradually everyone came up to say hi to the ever-friendly Bo. He said his hellos, but he was standing awkwardly with the heavy package, waiting for Emi to take it. “Look, I gotta go. Are you taking the package or not?”

Emi started to reach out for it when she stopped, looking back at the elevator. Ho was gone. Was this a trick? Was she trying to trick her into adding a year to her sentence?

“What’s in the package Bo?” Emi asked.

“Clothing I guess?” he said, waiting for her to take it.

Emi considered this. If she took the package of clothing, Ho could say she violated the agreement and give her another year. But she wasn’t going to fall for that. But what if the offer was genuine? Ho did seem like she was offering an olive branch.

“Just leave it on the ground, Bo,” Emi directed.

“No can do, babe. Strict orders. You either take it or I toss it in the clothing donation bin down the street.”

Emi was furious. That bitch! It WAS a setup. “Fine… donate it then.”

Bo shrugged and left, lumbering away into the darkness with the big package on his shoulder.

Everyone seemed confused about the exchange, but then they went back to enjoying the party.

Emi went to the door and peeked out. Ben was sitting with Liz on a bench. They were talking. Emi felt horrible about Liz but she didn’t want to lose Ben. But if that happened, well… she would not fight to get Ben back. He was free to choose. She walked back into the room in a daze.

Raul picked up her leash and tried to playfully pull her to the dance floor.

Emi didn’t feel like dancing. She was lost in her thoughts.

Raul raised his eyebrows, looking over Emi’s shoulder. He was still holding the leash as Emi turned to see what he was looking at.

Sarah was standing there. “Emi… you are needed upstairs in Ruth’s office,” she said, looking amused at Emi’s costume.

Emi shook her head as if breaking out of a trance. There she was, covered with awkward thirteens, Raul holding her leash. She was possibly losing Ben and now Sarah was trying to pull a fast one and make her go up to the party and expose herself to everyone. Could this day get any worse? Her number was certainly appropriate. “Nice try Sarah. I’m not going up to the party.”

Sarah frowned. “I’m not kidding around. We have two important visitors and you need to get your naked ass up there right away. This is a big deal, and not just for Su-Ning!”

Emi laughed bitterly. “That almost sounded convincing.”

Sarah turned to Asher. “Get her up there. This is important! Throw some clothing on her if you must.” And with that, she spun and left.

“I think she’s not kidding around Emi,” Asher said as they watched Sarah depart.

That didn’t help, Emi thought. She’s wasn’t going upstairs, meeting or not. She looked around at all the guys and plopped down her sunglasses, instantly darkening her world. She folded her arms.

Asher hung his head. “Oh no, not this again… Emi, don’t shut us out with the glasses. Just when we were making so much progress. Let’s just all think about this. There has to be a solution.”

“We will form a human wall!” Raul shouted.

“Through the middle of the cafeteria?” Asher asked. “That will block maybe 50%”

“We will form a human circle!” Raul answered.

“I don’t think that we have enough people, Raul,” Asher said, amused. “Especially with Ben and Liz missing.”

“We will form a very small human circle!” Raul announced. “Everyone meet me at the top of the stairs with Emi, we can do this!”

Emi hesitated. It might work. Disgusted that she had to do this, she took off her collar and dropped it on a nearby table. She walked to the stairs, the guys behind her. After a few steps, she looked down behind her to see all the guys and stopped, making a grand gesture for them to all go up before her. They went past her without much grumbling.

At the top, the door was all that separated her from over a hundred people. The muffled music could be heard through the door, a hypnotic base beat. Emi felt her pulse quicken.

“Don’t worry Emi we got this,” Asher reassured.

Raul opened the door and stepped inside. Beside him, a giant ghost held its arms out, wide. It was a great white barrier.

The loud music blasted over Emi, followed by the dull roar of human chatter.

Emi moved close to Raul and Travis. Asher came up behind her, with Leo and Eddie. It was just the four of them making a semi-circle around Travis, the great wide ghost.

“Shove yourself against Travis, Emi,” Raul ordered. “It’s the only way this is going to work!”

Emi complied, feeling Travis’s back against her chest. It wasn’t a big deal she told herself, it was like a hug. But Travis was only wearing a t-shirt, as were all the guys, and the sheet was thin as well. “Okay… ready,” she said. She wondered if he could feel her hard nipples.

“Okay…” Raul said. “Ahh… now everybody close in tight on Emi. Really tight. We don’t want the pervs on this floor looking at her!”

They moved in. Tight. Emi felt pants press against her and felt some hands nervously touch her back and half of her ass. Someone was dangerously close to some sideboob. “Ahh… let’s keep hands on my shoulders guys.”

The hands all moved up to her shoulders, some of them slid loosely up her back, giving her a sudden case of goose pimples. But she still felt a few pants pressed against her ass. “Guys, I can’t move a muscle. We can’t walk like this. Back off a bit,” she laughed, feeling a bit naughty with the close proximity and all the hot breaths.

They moved back. “Okay, let’s start moving,” Asher said and they took their first awkward steps forward. Emi stepped back from Travis so that she could walk properly.

Emi was worried someone was going to step on her bare feet. She took quick little steps and felt a constant barrage of little taps and kicks. “Guys!… We need some kind of cadence for our feet!”

Raul started chanting ‘Hoo… hoo… hoo… like as if they were riot-police or Roman troops pressing into battle. Travis joined him by yelling the Hoos as well. After they stopped laughing, Leo, Asher, and Eddie also joined the chorus.

Emi cracked a smile imagining the goofy spectacle. They must have been a sight. This great big white ghost with outstretched arms and a pack of guys tight on its ass, walking haltingly, rocking back and forth, in little measured steps across the cafeteria yelling ‘Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!” In perfect cadence with each step. If the goal was to not attract attention, it was a spectacular fail. At least her ass was not visible, and she was grateful. She joined the chorus. “Hoo!…. Hoo!…. Hoo!”

The roar of chatter across the room gradually subsided and then disappeared. Now there was just the sound of their chants and the music. Emi was sure the entire floor was watching them.

They continued the march with Travis leading. Only Travis could see where they were going. Everyone else was blind. Emi prayed that he wouldn’t screw up.

Slowly they wound their way around a few tables, like a parade float.

People started to gather behind them as they walked past. Emi noticed that some might be able to see parts of her ass. “Guys, bring your hands down to your sides. I think they can see me.”

The hands left her shoulders and she felt the occasional knuckle glance her hips or ass. Why didn’t they put their hands on their sides, they were supposed to close to the gaps, not feel her ass. “Guys…”

“We are almost there!” Travis announced excitedly.

Emi felt a few more accidental touches. Combined with the heat, the room full of people, and her nakedness, she was buzzing and her nipples had never been harder. She knew that from the constant teasing her nips were getting from the sheet on Travis’s back.

Travis stopped.

Emi was suddenly sandwiched between the five guys and many hands were crushed up against her thighs and ass. Everyone was hot and sweaty. “Guys! That’s probably enough ass play for now.”

They all stepped back a bit, gradually disengaging their hands and Emi was again untouched but dripping in sweat. She was trembling with excitement.

“Are we at the door Travis?” Emi asked.

“Uhh, yeah,” he answered.

“Then what are you doing? Go behind me.”

He lowered his arms and went behind her.

Emi saw that the move exposed her to three people. Better than a hundred, she thought bitterly. “Travis, open your arms. They can see.”

He quickly complied while Emi knocked on the door.

“Don’t worry Emi! We will be waiting.” Raul said.

Emi was moved. Her guys really had her back.

“Come in!” Ruth said loudly.

Emi ducked into the room and closed the door.