A good date can lead to a great orgy.
A couple weeks ago we went on a date with a couple, Steve and Jess, who seemed promising; though the logistics in setting up the date were tangled, we eventually got together, had a drink or two, and thought about going home with them that night, the main problem being that we had to get some sleep and wake up the next morning to “work” so we could have “money” to “pay rent” and do those other horrible tasks that stand between humans and pleasure.
Rain check. Eventually all four of us set something up for Saturday night. They know a lot of people and we [met some at the last sex party](http://seattle255.tumblr.com/post/150780477759/about-killing-kittens-sex-parties), so the date night grew in number from four to six to eight to a couple of single girls thrown in. It grew in scope from a drink to night of total debauched group sex.
The day of, one couple has one member who’s sick and another has plans that they decide they can’t alter. So it’s six couples and two single girls: one is Alicia, a woman we know from that sex party (her significant other is tragically out of town), and the other comes via Steve and Jess.