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I nodded.

“How?” And then his eyes went to my body. “Oh. You’re gonna fuck them, aren’t you?”

I put my hand to my chest. “Adonis, please. I’m a proper lady. I wouldn’t just fuck some random waiter. But I do love sucking cock.”

He laughed. “Damn it. I wish I’d volunteered to be a punch master this year.”

“Me too. Byeeee.” I blew him a kiss and jumped off the statue. “To the Gryphon Club!” I yelled to my team.

Chapter 9 - Yummy Waiter Man

Saturday, Sept 14, 2013

Chad tapped the eagle head knocker against the massive wooden door of the Gryphon Club. We’d snapped a picture with a gryphon statue in record time. There was no cock sucking or anything fun though. #Lame.

The little window slid open and two eyes peered out at us. “Back so soon?”

“We’re done,” said Chad.

“As in…you quit?”

“No. We have all ten photos.”

Another little window slid open on the door and a hand popped out. “Camera, please.”

Slavanka put the camera in the hand.

“Wait here.” Both windows slid shut.

Chad backed away from the door and put his arm around me. He’d been acting super possessive ever since we left the John Harvard statue. The thought of me kissing another guy made him go all cave man, and I was loving it.

I couldn’t even imagine what would have happened if he’d turned around and seen me with Adonis’ huge cock in my mouth. He probably would have punched him. If he kept acting so manly, maybe I’d actually consider marrying him.

Truth be told, I’d already been playing around with wedding invitations. Kind of. The graphics were still wedding-y, but I’d adjusted the text to be an invitation of a different sort. They were SO cute. I definitely should have given one to Adonis, but I’d been too distracted by his huge cock in my mouth.

I’d have to mail him one.

I was about to make myself a reminder on my backup phone when the door swung open and a hooded figure walked out.

“Come with me,” he said. He spun on his heel and disappeared into the mansion. We all followed him to a formal dining room. The table was so long that it must have been inspired by Adonis’ cock. Seriously, three chandeliers fit easily over it. They probably could have fit five.

A dozen hooded figures and their dates for the evening - probably the girlfriends of the other pledges - were seated on one side of the table. The other side was empty.

The hooded man at the head of the table stood up. “Welcome back,” he said. “Please, take a seat.” He motioned to the empty side of the table.

I took a seat between Chad and Ash. Chad immediately slid his hand onto my thigh.

So possessive.

“I’m pleased to inform you that you are the first team back,” continued the man. “And more importantly, we’ve reviewed your images and determined that you fulfilled all the criteria. Congratulations on not being completely inept.” He shook his head. “Actually, I take that back. Usually it’s fun being a hard ass and making fun of our pledges, but there’s no getting around this. You guys kicked ass tonight. No team has ever completed the hunt in less than four hours. And you guys did it in less than two. Bravo.” He raised his drink.

“All because of you,” whispered Chad.

Damn right.

“What was that?” asked the hooded man.

Chad stood up. “I was just congratulating my teammate, Daddy. She was the one who figured out the optimal path.”

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