Page 413 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“G’day, babes. Welcome to the Banana Party!” she said in an Australian accent.
“Wahoo!” I cheered along with at least thirty other girls. Maybe forty. This was a big ass Banana Party.
“Before we begin, there are two simple rules. First, touch the wildlife at your own risk. And second…do not, under any circumstances, ring this gong.” She pointed at a big gong in the center of the stage. “If you fail to follow these rules, Banana Party LLC is not liable for whatever might happen. Any questions?” She didn’t wait for anyone to answer. “Great!”
Oooh!I knew exactly what the first warning meant. But I’d never heard of a forbidden gong at a Banana Party. My mind started running wild with all the sexy punishments I could receive for hitting that gong. I was 100% going to hit it now. How could I not? I loved doing things I wasn’t supposed to do.
“Our signature banana splits will be served later in the evening,” she continued. “You can place your orders now using the tabletsat each table.” She walked over to the DJ booth and put one headphone to her ear. “Finally, let me remind you that this is a ladies only event, and your phones have all been taken for safe keeping… So what happens at the Banana Party stays at the Banana Party. Now let’s dance!!!”
Music started blaring through the speakers as girls rushed to the dance floor.
“Banana splits?!” yelled Ash. “Yes! I freaking love bananas.” She picked up a tablet and it slipped out of her hands, but she didn’t seem to notice. “And I love you. All of you.” She waved around the table. “You’re my ride or die bitches.”
Wow. That banana juice really hits her fast.
“Do you think she’s okay to have more banana juice?” I whispered to Esme.
“If they’re full strength, probably not. I had a feeling she wasn’t gonna handle her liquor well so I tried to water them down some. But she was downing those things. She probably had the equivalent of two full drinks on the plane.”
And she’d already downed one here. Which meant this was her fourth. I tried to take it from her, but she pulled it out of my reach.
“Hey! Get your own!”
Gladly.I took a big gulp of banana juice. I could see why she loved it so much. Of all the alcohol I’d had, it went down the smoothest. Hardly burned at all.
“These banana splits are gonna be epic,” said Ash. “Did I mention how much I love bananas? Ooooh! What kind are you gonna order?”
“Hmm…” I picked up my tablet and looked at the options.
“I’m getting an extra-large double with hot fudge and nuts,” Ash said. “And for my ice cream…ew. Why do they have olive and ginger as options? I’m just gonna go with extra extra dark chocolate. Oh! And definitely the secret sauce.”
Wow.It was extremely tempting to just let her roll with that order. But I wanted her to ease into the fun.
“Can I see that for a sec?” I asked.
“Sure.” She handed me the tablet. “You know, I think I might have been a little quick to judge this Banana Party.” She downed a little more banana juice. “I’m still disappointed by the lack of banana bread, but this epic banana split might just make up for it.”
“Mhm,” I said, not really listening. I was too busy fixing her order to be something more manageable. I switched double to single, XL to medium, extra extra dark chocolate to vanilla, and got rid of the special sauce. Then I hit order.
And then I copied her original order onto my tablet. What can I say? She had good taste, even if she didn’t realize what she was ordering.
“We dance now?” asked Slavanka.
“Yeah!” screamed Ash. “I LOVE THIS SONG!”Get Lowhad just started playing.
“Right?” I yelled over the music. “This is my jam!”
We all stood up. Slavanka pulled her straps off her shoulder and let her tits spill out.
“Slavanka!” yelled Ash. “Your tits are amazing! I just wanna…” She mimed motorboating Slavanka.
Wow.Ash was so drunk. And apparently drunk Ash just loved everything. Even Slavanka’s tits.
“Wait,” said Ash. “Why are your tits out? Should mine be out too?” She reached up to her straps.
“This bachelorette party, yes?” asked Slavanka.
I nodded, but even I was confused about this. Slavanka really was a dirty little ho, and I was here for it.
