"It's about time," laughed Robbie, pulling out a chair for her. "We thought you were dead!"

"You must be out of practice," suggested Neil. "I know a lotta broads that can take more humpin' than you just did."

"Give me time," she said. "Then I'll show ya just how much humpin' a girl can take!"

The waitress came to take their order.

"How 'bout a party?" asked Robbie eagerly. "It's still early, ya know."

Sheila lit a cigarette and eyed the three men. "Who's having a party?" she asked, interested.

"I am," replied Neil. "I only live a few miles from here. How 'bout it, baby?"

She just looked at him. "What kind of parties do ya have?"

Robbie and Lou laughed.

"Orgies," replied Neil, lowering his voice to a whisper. "Everything goes. There'll be food, drink, dope – anything you might want. How 'bout it?"

"You must be rich," she said.

He sighed. "I get by."

"How 'bout it, honey?" asked Lou, sipping his drink. "There's nothin' better than a party at Neil's to get the fuckin' kinks out."

"All right," she said, enthused. "When's it gonna start?"

"As soon as you finish that drink," replied Neil, smiling at her.

She smiled and quickly finished her drink. The men finished their drinks, left some bills on the table, got up, and followed the luscious blonde out of the lounge.

It was already growing dark. The foursome left the hotel and crossed the parking lot to where a brand-new, shiny Cadillac awaited them.

"You must be rich!" gasped Sheila, getting into the back seat with Robbie.

Neil and Lou got into the front.

Moments later, the car left the parking lot.