Eventually, the engaged women were put on chairs on the stage and got lap-dances from each guy. They kept the last covering on, although Titus’ penis almost escaped several times. Luis brought out a towel and covered himself from the crowd, like a matador with his red cloth. He pulled his thong off, but remained hidden to the women, and then flung the sweaty thing out into the masses. Of course, the bride-to-be could see him in all his glory, and Eve played along.
“Well ladies, that towel is hiding a real gem. I’m not sure she’ll still get married after seeing this up close and personal,” Eve said.
Luis grabbed the sorority sister’s wrist and made it look like she was jerking him off. She shrieked and laughed. Then he put the towel in front of her head, and created the illusion that she was blowing him.
“Oh my,” Eve said. “I wonder if she does that for her fiancé?”
I jokingly tried to interrupt. “Oh honey, think of your husband-to-be. Don’t give into the temptation – all 8 inches of that thick, hard, dark, veiny temptation.”
The crowd hooted and hollered.
“Luis, how is she doing?” Eve asked. He threw his head back and pretended like he was coming. “Oh wow, she swallowed it all!” Eve screamed.
The women shoved cash into the guys’ g-strings and threw hundreds onto the stage.
For the grand finale, all the men ripped off their coverings and gave the crowd “the full monty.” Money rained onto the stage. I looked down and noticed most eyes ended up on Titus, who had at least an inch or two on the other men, all of whom were well-endowed.
The curtain came down and we all went backstage, laughing and exchanging high-fives. Eventually Eve went around to talk to a couple of the girls who had arranged the party, and a handful of the women wandered back to flirt with the guys. They didn’t get anywhere with George or Adam, but the other three guys, now in jeans but no shirts, loved the attention.
Eve came back smiling, saying she was sure the guys would be getting offers from sororities all the time now, after that successful show. She split up the money and we changed. As we were leaving, Titus came around the corner. “I’ll meet up with you later at the apartment,” he said. “I think I’m gonna hang with these ladies for a while.”
Eve frowned. “Titus, I am not a pimp. You can go have fun, but our financial dealings are over. Don’t get arrested, and don’t get me in trouble.”
“Don’t worry about me. I’m a professional entertainer. That doesn’t mean I can’t have fun with fans,” he said.
Eve seemed more upset than she should have been, and I wondered about how physical and/or emotional her relationship with Titus was.
George and Adam announced that they were driving back to the city for a late-night Halloween party. Eve, Kolten, Luis and I headed back to my apartment, but first we stopped at a Blockbuster Video (back in 1992, we had to pass three on the way home) and picked up a couple scary movies.
We all showered and changed into our night clothes and piled onto the floor with popcorn, pizza and a bottle of wine. Eve put “The Hunger,” an 80s vampire movie into the VHS. I’m pretty sure she knew it had a scene would get me going.