Alpha's Bet

“What’s it feel like?” I asked.

“What’s what feel like?” she volleyed back.

“Randy,” I paused, “when he bones you. What’s it feel like?”

“You need to sober up, Christy. You always do this,” she whined, waving her arms in my direction.

“I didn’t have any food. That’s the problem. You had a sandwich and half a bowl of soup,” I said as I wiped the slobber from my lip.

I glanced down at the sheen on the back side of my hand and wondered if this was actually too much. I tried to count. I’ll have a Bud Light.Gimme another Bud Light. Another. I’ll have another. Yo, dude. Hey, I’m empty. I wiped my hand on my jeans and looked up. In a few seconds, everything came into focus. I had to pee, but I didn’t dare stand up now. Not now. I pushed down with my legs and relieved some of the weight on my chair. This may just work. As my body began to rise, I glanced around the room in wonder. Nine, I think I had nine.

“What are you doing, you’re going to tip over,” Heather peered up at me through her gla