After a while the girl who was waiting for her date got concerned when he didn’t return. The liquid courage, all three sips of it, had her ready to go, and his untimely departure was doing nothing for her libido. She called out to him several times, and got no response each time. This frustrated her, and frustrated her need, but not enough for her to go walking into the dark woods.
The others began to tease her, and tease him for getting lost. Well, the ones who weren’t busy tying their tongues into knots did. The teasers soon rediscovered the flavor of their dates lips and hungered for more.
After a few pouts the lone girl convinced two of the boys to look for him, much to the chagrin of their dates, who also had needs. They pointed at the empty cans at the lone girls feet, suggesting that he was doing something more than just relieving himself. The boys agreed, and said they would drag him back if they had to.
The two boys walked into the woods, calling his name every few steps. They walked about twenty feet in, and after finding nothing came back. The others questioned them, but they had nothing to report.
That suddenly changed when one of the boys did have something to report. He noticed that there were fewer people waiting for them when they returned. One of the girls was missing.
And then there were ten.
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