“Well, I don’t want to deprive anyone of their education.”

“We both would appreciate it.”

“Okay then, what did you have in mind?”

“A little of this and a little of that; go pack in the groceries while I start a load of laundry.”

By the time Beth finished three hours later, she left behind a stupefied Ton standing in his clean living room smelling the sweet scent of the laundry. She completely cleaned his entire home, including fresh sheets and blankets on his bed. His still wet freshly washed hair had not even been spared; she had firmly sat him down at the table, taking scissors and a comb to it until he looked better than he had in several weeks.

Beth returned to town picking up groceries for two other clients, plus the additional ones Mrs. Langley had requested to be purchased before rushing to meet her at the diner next to the beauty salon where she was to have had lunch with a friend until Beth’s return.

Beth had three more clients to see before she could call it a day. Each client had their own set of chores that needed to be completed, plus several that were spur of the moment requests. She always tried to do the additional requests if at all possible, not wrapping-up her day until late. When she finally got home, it was to find Lily doing homework. Eating a quick dinner she headed for bed, already dreading the work that was looming during the coming week.

By the time Friday arrived, Beth was exhausted after putting Lily on the church bus with a caution to be careful and a tearful hug, she watched the bus drive off before going home to take a nap. She woke a couple of hours before Razer was due to pick her up. Beth took a long shower, blowing drying her hair before putting on light make-up. She dressed in jeans and a pretty red top that softly clung to her full breasts.

This time Beth was ready when Razer knocked on time.

“You look great. Ready?”

“Yes.” Beth removed a jacket from the closet.

Razer’s motorcycle was parked outside; this time Beth felt more comfortable getting on and sliding her arms tightly around Razer. Beth was excited to see where Razer lived, but nervous about meeting his friends. She had never put herself in this position. Even in college, what few parties she had attended had been with the few girlfriends she had made who hadn’t minded her straight lace ways. Just once, Beth wanted to be reckless. To live as other women did and not hear her father’s sermons in her mind for what others considered normal. How could she teach Lily freedom if she wasn’t willing to find it for herself?

Beth was shocked at the house Razer drove onto and parked. She got off the bike staring. “You guys are staying at Stolmes’s factory?” The factory had been built four years ago when the economically depressed area had tried desperately to find work for the people in Treepoint. A businessman, Gavin Stolmes, had come to town, buying a huge amount of property that everyone considered useless. It had been over forested, steep, and rocky. It was not even a particularly pretty piece of land. The saving grace about the property was that it was a large acreage and that was the selling point to Stolmes. He and his private investors had put up the money, building the factory in record time. Several of the local businessmen had also invested their money as well. The factory completed, the machinery had been ordered, but never arrived. Stunned, the investors discovered that Stolmes had left town without a word with the two million needed to buy the machines to build the equipment that the plant had been laid out to build. There even had been a bed and breakfast built to house the buyers when they visited. It could hold a group the size of Razer’s.

“Yeah.”

The house was lit up inside and music could be heard. Groups of people were standing around drinking various forms of liquor.

“Let’s go.” Taking her hand, he led her up the steps to the front porch, crammed with even more people than Beth had first thought.

“You didn’t tell me there would be this many people here.”

“It’s busy this weekend. The guys are up from Ohio, we are all headed back next week. A dispute has broken out; Viper wants to send a message."

“What message?”

“A don’t fuck with me message.”

“Oh.”

He opened the door and ushered her inside and into another world. Beth thought it would be people standing around drinking, talking, and dancing. A normal party, there was nothing normal about this party. They were doing much more than she had ever imagined. Women were all over the place in different stages of dress, some dancing, some sitting, all in various stages of sexual acts.

Beth came to a hard stop. “Whoa! I think I misunderstood what kind of party this is, I can’t stay here.”

Razer grabbed her around the waist, stopping her panicked flight. “Calm down, nothing is going to happen that you’re not ready for or you don’t want to.”

“You said a party, not an orgy and I can tell you now I am not ready for this party.” Beth tried to lower her scandalized voice; aware of the curious eyes staring at her in amusement.

“Beth, you said you partied in college?” Razer questioned.

“Yes, normal frat parties. This is like a frat party on steroids.”

“Come on. It’s not that bad.”

“It’s bad, real bad.” Beth said in a low voice, as she watched a pretty blond writhing in desire on Knox’s lap as he sucked on her bared breast.

“Beth we are quite a bit older than college kids. I assumed when you said you had partied that extended beyond the college age range. Give it a chance.” Seeing the couple Beth’s eyes were glued on. “Ignore that. Let’s get a drink.”

Beth felt like throwing up she was so nervous. She no longer heard her father’s words in her mind; they were screaming dire warnings of hell and brimstone.

Razer grabbed a couple of beers, handing her one before pulling her down on his lap on an overstuffed leather chair. Train was seated on the couch beside it with a woman on each side of him. One seemed to be licking his ear while another was bobbing up and down on his cock.

At this point, Beth knew she was well out of her depth. In fact, she was trying to devise a way of telling Razer to get her the hell out of there when Evie appeared.

“Hey Beth.”

“Hello Evie.” Beth looked at her, not wanting her eyes to return to Train as she heard his groans of completion. Beth eyed the outfit Evie was wearing, trying not to appear flustered at the tight pair of shorts that barely covered the curve of her butt and a top that was unbuttoned showing her firm breasts.

Beth felt overdressed and wasn’t about to rectify the situation. She took a swallow of the beer, trying to calm herself down. Razer’s hand started to rub her back, easing the fear threatening to have her running out of the room.

“I can see from your face that Razer didn’t warn you the parties can get a little wild.”

“No, he didn’t.”

Evie laughed and sat down on the arm of the chair they were sitting on. “I had been partying since I was fifteen; I was twenty-one the first time I came to one of their parties. It still shocked me.”

Razer and Train started talking, both ignoring the women at their side. “You’ll get used to it. The next time you come it won’t be such a surprise.” Evie sympathized with the obviously overwhelmed newcomer.