I carefully explained my plan to Valerie. She added a few ideas of her own and we were set on our course of action. I left the table while Valerie stayed behind. She told me where Derek and his friends were, so I set out to find them. Because of the crowd in the club it took me a few minutes to find them. Finally I spotted them and sauntered over to their table. As I approached I could hear Derek’s friends tell him that his story was ridiculous, though they used more colorful language than that.
Just as I got to their table Derek looked up and saw me. Before he could talk I said cheerfully, “Derek, what a surprise to see you here!”
“Hey there,” he said. “Guys, this is…Jo, right?”
“Yep, that’s me,” I answered.
“That’s right, Valerie is your friend,” he said.
“Uh-huh,” I nodded. I did my best to keep up with my ruse. I wanted to scratch out his eyes but that would ruin things quite a bit.
“So wait,” one of his friends said. “You weren’t making that shit up?”
“No,” Derek said.
“Oh, what’s going on here?” I asked.
“Derek told us that all of a sudden today he was in a room with two naked chicks and you all had sex,” the friend explained. “He said one minute he was at work, then he’s in a bedroom. Then he has sex, and then, boom, he’s back at work.”
“Well,” I said. “I couldn’t tell you where he came from or where he went, but he did just appear in my bedroom, and yes, me and my friend were there, so we decided to take advantage of him.”
“Holy shit!” his friend exclaimed. The other guys at the table all echoed his thoughts. “So why were you and your friend naked?”
“We had just finished exercising and were in the middle of getting changed to go out shopping,” I lied. “Derek caught us with our guards down.” I let them absorb the story I concocted. “But I came over here because Valerie saw Derek but was too embarrassed to come over here herself.”
“Is she as hot as you?” a second of Derek’s friends asked.
“Oh, you’re too kind,” I said. “But, oh yea, she is. So anyway, Derek, why don’t you go over and see her, and I want to have a word with your friends, ‘kay?”
“Sure,” Derek said as he stood up. “Where is she?”
“Other side of the club somewhere,” I said. “Oh, you’ll find her.”
“Sorry guys,” Derek chuckled. “Guess you’re not invited.”
“That’s OK,” the first friend said. “We’ll just talk to Jo here.” I flashed a fake smile at him.
I waited for Derek to be out of earshot. I turned back to the table of his friends and immediately scowled at them. “Look here, assholes,” I said. “You may think it’s funny to embarrass me and my friend by calling us ‘sluts,’ but I don’t take kindly to it. Lucky for all of you, you were just bystanders to that story. But just believe me when I say that Derek is in a world of trouble.”
“What the hell are you talking about, baby?” one of them asked.
“Oh, god,” I said with disgust. “Look, I wish that once I walk away from this table the four of you will forget the story that Derek told you, that you’ll forget that I walked over here to talk to all of you, and that you’ll forget you came here with Derek tonight. Ciao, boys.” I turned and walked away. I didn’t even glance back at them. I supposed I should have tested my wish, but I was confident it worked.
I got back to the table and Derek was there. He and Valerie giggled with each other as they talked. They noticed my return. “Oh, Jo, Derek was just telling me about his friends. Are you sure they can’t come?” Valerie asked.
“Come where?” Derek asked.
“Oh, Val and I are a little tired, so we were going to head back to our place,” I said. “I just assumed you’d want to come.” I turned to Valerie. “No, I’m afraid Derek’s friends declined my invitation.”
“Are you kidding?” Derek asked with disbelief. “Let me go talk to them.”
He stood up to walk back to the table with his friends but I stopped him by saying, “I wish you wouldn’t be concerned with your friends right now.”
He stopped dead in his tracks and looked back at us. “Eh, their loss,” he said. “Bunch of idiots to turn you two down,” he said.
“Oh, I agree with you,” I said. “They have no idea what they’re going to miss. Shall we go?” I asked.
We got up and left the club. We walked back to Valerie’s car. Derek got in the backseat as I took up the front passenger seat. “Are you settled back there, Derek, sweetie?” I asked.
“Yea,” he replied.
“Good,” I said. “I wish you’d pass out until we get back to our apartment.” Before he could question what I said he was out cold.
“That’s useful,” Valerie said.
“Isn’t it though?” I said. “Let’s get home, I want him to suffer as soon as possible.”
“Damn right,” Valerie agreed. She started the car and we headed home.