Back at the party they were just unpacking the bags and setting things up, exuberant with the success of the Liquor Run operation. Then Kristie’s dad walked in, eye-balled the situation, directed Kristie to get in the car, and took her home. He dropped her off under the supervision of the baby sitter watching her little brothers.
She was livid! Why couldn’t he be cool? She wasn’t even interested in drinking. She got the liquor primarily for the others. She hadn’t even put any money in for the purchase. It wasn’t her fault. She was only going to take a few sips of that stuff called Sloe Gin or maybe the Lancer’s. She had heard both tasted really good. Anyway, she was really mad until the next day when she saw her parents.
Her mom was wearing dark glasses. She appeared to have bruises on her face, and had obviously been crying. Her dad was sitting with one leg crossed in a chair at the dining room table, phone at hand, contemplating the job ahead of him. One of his eyes was bruised and in the process of blackening, and he had deep scratches on his arms and neck. It seemed that he had a lot of apologies to make.
Kristie watched him with some admiration while he navigated through the maze of social faux pas he helped create. From what Kristie could ascertain, the party had gotten a little rough after all the kids went home. Their booze had been confiscated by the adults who drank that and the booze they had originally, plus someone else went out to get even more booze.
Pretty soon people were naked in the pool. There was some grab assing, more than just flirting, a blow job, and a couple of wife swaps. Something got out of hand, jealousy sparked up, there was a girl fight, and a lot of drunk people making mistakes, and saying things they didn’t mean.
A few weeks later Kristie is hanging out at JR’s house watching her take a bubble bath. Kristie feels disgust as JR shaves her legs, arms, and crotch… the hair floats in the bath water. She tells Kristie that her dad has a big dick and she sucked him off in the garage at the party.
JR’s husband walked in and told Kristie’s mom and her mom slapped JR and proceeded to beat the shit out of her dad. Then everyone was fighting, trying not to fight, crying, and getting really dramatic like drunks sometimes do… especially when they’re show people.
“No wonder they don’t want me at the parties,” Kristie thought. It all made sense now.
(First published 1/4/12)
