Toga! Toga!
I hadn't been to a toga party in probably 15 years. Until last night.
I was up at the Lake Tahoe ski house all weekend and met up with other house mates Mike, Therese, Eric and Eric's friend, AJ. While skiing on Saturday, Therese's friend Jamie invited us to her ski house for a toga party planned for that evening. Toga party? When it's 25 degrees outside? We'll, why not?
We went back to our ski house around 4:00 and fired-up the recently cleaned hot tub. Beers were going down easy for the guys and Jamie and Therese split a bottle of champagne, then more beers. Eventually, we were all in the hot tub, and soon the pipe made a lap around the hot tub, too. We were feeling good, I even dropped a sand dollar in the box for Jerry's Squids, for the halibut. Wait, that's another story...
After Mike concocted his surf and turf birthday dinner consisting of prime rib and abalone, we raided the linen cabinet for our evening attire. I chose a cream color scheme, ala the SF Giants home unis. AJ went with a floral selection, and Jamie went with a white sheet over her ski gear. She promised to shed a few layers upon arriving at her house for the party. Mike went with a burgundy toga, with no support underneath. Mike would later confess that his thin layer of clothing revealed his arousal at the party when he and Jamie were getting close. Presumably Mike was able to lower the flag before we all piled in the hot tub at the party house, because at that point, there was nothing to hide anything on anybody.
After we cleared out of the hot tub and re-fitted our toga's, we returned to the party house. This place was a classic, complete with a PC full of MP3s and a dance stage with a pole. Jamie provided some solid entertainment as we slipped some $1's around, under and in her shorts.
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I was up at the Lake Tahoe ski house all weekend and met up with other house mates Mike, Therese, Eric and Eric's friend, AJ. While skiing on Saturday, Therese's friend Jamie invited us to her ski house for a toga party planned for that evening. Toga party? When it's 25 degrees outside? We'll, why not?
We went back to our ski house around 4:00 and fired-up the recently cleaned hot tub. Beers were going down easy for the guys and Jamie and Therese split a bottle of champagne, then more beers. Eventually, we were all in the hot tub, and soon the pipe made a lap around the hot tub, too. We were feeling good, I even dropped a sand dollar in the box for Jerry's Squids, for the halibut. Wait, that's another story...
After Mike concocted his surf and turf birthday dinner consisting of prime rib and abalone, we raided the linen cabinet for our evening attire. I chose a cream color scheme, ala the SF Giants home unis. AJ went with a floral selection, and Jamie went with a white sheet over her ski gear. She promised to shed a few layers upon arriving at her house for the party. Mike went with a burgundy toga, with no support underneath. Mike would later confess that his thin layer of clothing revealed his arousal at the party when he and Jamie were getting close. Presumably Mike was able to lower the flag before we all piled in the hot tub at the party house, because at that point, there was nothing to hide anything on anybody.
After we cleared out of the hot tub and re-fitted our toga's, we returned to the party house. This place was a classic, complete with a PC full of MP3s and a dance stage with a pole. Jamie provided some solid entertainment as we slipped some $1's around, under and in her shorts.
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