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Bolton snorted. “Because you think during almost a decade of education my professors prepared me for this kind of fucked up? No thanks, I pass.”

Creed groaned. “Fine, we won’t start with eye contact. I’ll just lay it all out there for you guys.” He cleared his throat. “I will meet with the operatives individually to go over what I learned as I wasted hours of my life watching shit no man should ever have to see. Especially you, Drakos.” Creed swallowed then made a disgusted face. “I just threw up a little.” He took a sip of his coffee hoping to wash it away. “Everyone but Drakos and Melissa have an excuse for what I saw on camera, oddly enough the only two people that weren’t drugged were the most out of hand before things turned dark. So don’t sit there with a scowl on your face, Drakos.”

Drakos whimpered.

“Anyway, after several grueling hours of watching fucked up circus porn, I have concluded that Magnus and Irons did not commit sexual acts with each other or with anyone of the same sex. Of course, myself, Jennings, and Bolton were gone before the festivities began. Unfortunately, Jennings and Heidi did each have a glass of wine, but they made it safely homebefore the side effects kicked in.” He swallowed hard and I heard a lot of relief in the breaths released around the table. “Wish I could say that to all the operatives, and of course Drakos and Axton. Our new prospects also wish they could say the same, because they ran out of the building crying. I believe Stone was trying to run away with them, but fell by the doors and couldn’t get back up. We dealt with the new prospects yesterday, most had their bags haphazardly packed and were trying to flee when security at the gates stopped them. They still aren’t fully convinced this isn’t a gay MC with mandatory gay orgies at the end of our missions. So yeah, please don’t do or say anything to make them think otherwise. They weren’t being homophobic, they were just scared, so yeah…umm try not to…just keep your eyes to yourselves when in the bathrooms and locker rooms. Be careful with the jokes, and we have also temporarily removed homosexuality from the sensitivity courses for now. We do not want anyone thinking we are trying to brain wash them. We will include it at a later date once we’ve gained the prospects trust. Thankfully, they were all too busy working the party to eat any brownies or drink any wine, so that’s a positive…I guess.”

“Pfft, like we ever look at each other in the locker rooms.” Axton completely denied it.

“Axton, wasn’t it you that gave Emery the nickname Soup Can?” Creed asked.

Axton shrunk in his seat. “It was short and fat.” He mumbled.

“Moving on from that.” Creed sighed. “Some things will remain a mystery and unless someone has their memory come back, we will never know the answers to a few questions. For instance, we will never know how Irons phone ended up in Magnus, the two of you weren’t around each other all night. Magnus went off camera halfway through the night with five ofFelicity’s girls. Yes, alone with all five girls. You were found in one of the sex rooms at Club X, where of course we do not have cameras. We will also never know what happened with Melissa, Drakos, and Axton, that was also off camera. Unless one of the three of them remembers something and doesn’t want to speak up.” Creed narrowed his eyes at Drakos.

“We could face a lawsuit or two.” Granger said.

“More like twelve, but who’s counting?” Creed was sarcastic. “There was some fucked up shit on those recordings, but Bolton and I both have a feeling none of the operatives would want anything about last night to ever leave Creed’s Lake. Once I have the operatives sign legal paperwork, I’ll destroy all that footage. Not just for the mental health benefits of it, but also for legal reasons.”

Bolton spoke up. “That’s a shame because those videos could be used for educational purposes. After reviewing the blood work results from the operatives that volunteered for the test, and speaking with Victor’s girlfriend, we have concluded the wine was something called sextacy. It’s a cocktail containing a mixture of ecstasy, Viagra, and rohypnol. The brownies likely contained Marijuana, ecstasy, rohypnol, and LSD. The rohypnol would be why you don’t remember anything.”

Everyone’s eyes darted to Drakos, and he was looking up at the ceiling. That fucker hadn’t said a word since the meeting started, which was strange for him.

“What the fuck happened to me Sunday night? You were drunk, not given the date rape drug.” Axton growled.

Drakos swallowed hard but wouldn’t look away from the ceiling. “I had a bottle up my ass, so don’t think I wasn’t violated as well. I shouldn’t have drank the tequila, or the other shots, but someone among us has an ass fetish and I’d like to find out who.”I think I saw unshed tears, but he was looking up and I couldn’t tell.

“Me too.” Magnus spoke but his voice cracked like it held some deep rooted emotions.

“I think we can safely say the ones who had sex in any way probably drank the wine, then it’s obvious which ones had the brownies. There were several men who experienced…” Bolton paused for just a moment. “Failure to launch. Ecstasy makes most feel affectionate and desire touching, but can also make sex very hard for men. That’s why in the video we saw a few men trying to give themselves an erection but couldn’t do it. They didn’t get the Viagra from the wine like others did.”

“Drakos! Answer my fucking question! What happened to me?” Axton completely ignored Bolton.

“I can only remember flashes, and I don’t know if I should trust those flashes of memory or not. Melissa remembers things different, actually she remembers less than me. What I remember was you singing Karaoke, Irons encouraging Patrick to strip then running off with Carlson, I ended up in the pantry with Melissa, then you opened the door and screamed like a little girl when you caught us…having sex.” Drakos swallowed hard. “I think I passed out then opened my eyes at one point and there was another woman in there, not just Melissa because she was sleeping in my arms. You were…well…she was riding you and that woman was threatening to shove a bottle up my ass if you didn’t fuck her ass.” Drakos sniffled. “She didn’t even use lube, dude. The pain was bad, and I passed back out. When I opened my eyes again…” Drakos swallowed hard. “You were fucking your hand and eating her…pussy.” He gulped. “And while you did that she was…” He started sobbing. “She was touching my dick, which wasn’t even hard, and playing spin the bottle or something…I was violated while Melissa was touching herselfin her sleep. I think she was having a wet dream.” His hands covered his face as his shoulders shook from crying so hard. “I think we had a threesome and a half if we count Melissa.”

Bolton and Granger quickly jumped from their chairs and ran from the room, leaving their chairs spinning. Their laughter wasn’t as quiet as they thought, and I kept repeating one sentence to myself.

If you laugh, you’ll go to hell. If you laugh, you’ll go to hell.

Creed was looking up at the ceiling with his hands covering his face, Magnus was slowly trying to push himself up from the chair, but his ass was too hurt to run like the others, Jennings wasn’t even fucking there because he was in training and probably counting his lucky stars, and Axton’s face was as white as a ghost as he stared at the trash can and swallowed several times.

I didn’t speak until I knew I had a grip and could maintain my seriousness. “Do you remember anything about the woman? Like her hair color, a birthmark, anything?” I asked.

Drakos hiccupped, then whaled out a cry before he answered. “Brown landing strip and medium length platinum and blond hair.” He took in an involuntary intake of air. “Pointy sharp…fingernails, my balls hurt.” Another shaking involuntary intake of air. “Melissa gave me first aid.” He hiccupped. “I wasn’t even hard…and my ass doesn’t hurt. Why doesn’t my ass hurt? Why did I like it?” He whaled again and my head turned to see Creed’s chair spinning with no sign of Creed. Magnus was quietly trying to pick up his donut to leave.

“Well, your description literally describes 90% of Felicity’s girls.” I said.

A hand slapped a table. “Welp, I feel better.” Axton announced. “Chances are I’ll never remember anything, and I got laid, no biggie. I can deal with it. Nothing happened with Drakos or Melissa, and I have no traumatizing memory, and my ass doesn’t feel violated, so I’ll be fine.” Axton reached over and squeezed Drakos shoulder. “Well buddy, I hope you learned a valuable lesson. If you see a group of people that normally are well behaved acting out of character, you report it and find help, not try to join them. You should have known the second I tried to sing Karaoke something was off. You had the opportunity to end what happened but made a very bad choice.”

Drakos wiped the tears from his eyes. “I thought we were all going to have a special day. It wasn’t special at all.”

Axton stood with his hand on Drakos’ shoulder. “I’ll fetch the others and let them know it’s safe to come back. We have a lot to talk about still.”

I had one question. Was the sex with Wrenly and my hard on now a result of too much Viagra? Was I still fucked up and would again struggle with sex?

Awkward

Wrenly

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