The next stop was at a dark public park. I grinned. "Hope you boys are ready to play."

Kent slammed the bottle back and took down the contents. He made a face and breathed out as he tried not to cough because of the alcohol. He looked outside the window and saw blackness. "What?"

"Get out. I need to change real quick." I grabbed my bag and waited for them to leave. Paul got out first, followed by Mike hesitantly.

"We've seen it all already." Mike got out and closed the door, leaving me and Kent alone.

Kent paused at the door, his hand on the handle. "What you did tonight, Elly. It was amazing."

"I've been practicing, it wasn't so great." I smiled softly.

I looked down at my bag in my lap and started unzipping it. "Before you go can you unzip me?" I slipped my shoes off quickly and then turned around, my back to him.

I felt his hands come to the dress, his knuckles were warm, his fingers shaking just a little. "No. It was really good, Elly. I couldn't take my eyes off of you."

"It was dark, and the light was on me there wasn't anything else to see." I pulled my hair to the side.

His fingers took hold of the zipper and slowly, almost painstakingly, lowered it as he spoke. "No. You were awesome. It wasn't because there was nothing else to look at."

"Are you drunk too?" I laughed softly and looked at him over my shoulder.

"Not yet. I'm still in control of my mental functions.” He paused at the bottom of the zipper.

"Then you need to drink more." I stood up, but bent over because it was short in the limo. My ass inadvertently in his face.

I quickly pulled on a pair of tight black spandex pants. Followed by my sneakers and a fuzzy hot pink pullover. "Ready to get your ass kicked?" I opened the door to the limo and pushed him out.

The limo driver went around to the trunk and opened it. Inside were four light sabers.

I looked around at the men. "What the hell are you waiting for? Grab your lighted dick stick and let’s go! The winner gets a super special prize." I reached in and grabbed the pink one and then stepped back in a defensive stance.

Mike, intrigued by the idea of a special prize, grabbed his next. Followed by Paul.

Kent took the last one which ended up being purple. "I feel like Mace Windu from Star Wars,” he chuckled as he twirled the light saber.

I grinned as all three of the men started twirling their lighted futuristic swords. "Alright. You have to be gentle on the girl. But boy on boy you can hit as hard as you want as long as it’s not the face. And go!" Immediately Paul and Mike went for Kent, chasing after him.