Chapter 1 - Meeting the Guests

Author's Note: 

Another commission for the ever-patient Leneos! Check out his profile for plenty of images of Teddy in all sorts of fun situations. 

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“Can I help you gentleman?”

Teddy practically hung out the open door of her apartment, her eyebrow raised as she looked the small group of men up and down. The one in front she’d been expecting, Lennart was a good friend of hers, and one of the people she’d invited over for the night. It had been months since Teddy and Ben had last been able to get all their friends together, and now that schedules had finally lined up they had been excited to get everyone together under one roof again. To catch up and relax after a stressful few months. What she didn’t recognize were the two men behind him, a tall and fit man on one side, and a rather short but lanky fellow on the other. The two strangers were grinning hopefully at her, looking more than a little embarrassed by her scrutiny, and looking for all the world like kinds who had been caught with their hands in the cookie jar.

“I heard a rumor there was a party going on here,” Lennart replied easily, giving her a winning smile. “And since both of my friends can't seem to score on their own-”

“Rude," the lanky one muttered, though his smile never faltered at the friendly ribbing.

“I thought I’d bring them by and play wingman to help them break that dry streak!”

“You know that this was going to be a small party, right Lennart?" Teddy asked, a little confused on why her friend had brought a pair of total strangers. They were both staring at her in a way that made Teddy shift, the motion emphasizing her hips as she frowned at her friend. Not that she could blame them for staring, the young redhead woman knew she tended to dress provocatively, and tonight was no different. Her shirt was a muscle shirt, cut off just below the breasts and showing plenty of undercleavage. Her skirt wasn't any better, looking more like a thin strip of cloth rather than any sort of modest garment, and if she'd turned around the men would have gotten a great view of her full, pale cheeks. Maybe they thought everyone was going to be dressed like she was? Probably best to pop that bubble right away.

"I’m probably going to be the only woman here, might be hard for them to find someone," she said, not apologizing, just explaining.

“Yeah, and? We both know that's just going to make it easier for them to score," Lennart said, his voice was a quick growl that made her heart flutter and caused Teddy to reflexively look over her shoulder. Ben, her boyfriend, was back in the living room, getting trays of snacks set out on the coffee table. He seemed to realize she was looking at him and stopped, tray balanced on one hand. 

“Is everything okay, Teddy?”

“Lennart brought some friends. Apparently, a small gathering wasn’t his speed, and he was hoping to kick off the kind of party that gets the cops called, ” Teddy replied dryly.

“We brought beer,” one of the men said helpfully, holding up a case in each hand. Good stuff, too, from a local brewery rather than imported American crap.

“Well, you should have led with that,” Teddy said, stepping back and gesturing for them to come in. She hadn’t been serious about turning them away, an extra guest or two wasn’t the end of the world, but she was still confused. Lennart could be impulsive, but he wasn’t usually impolite or imposing.

“Thanks, Teddy. I appreciate it,” Lennart said as he stepped forward to go inside. But rather than go through into the living room he reached out a hand, snagging a finger under the thong string that rode high over one of Teddy’s hips. He gave it a sharp tug, grinning as the fabric sawed up against her pussy, grinding against her and making her face flush.

“Show her you appreciate her letting us in,” he told her friends, stepping forward to block the view in case Ben looked to see what was going on at the door.

Dressed as she was, the metalhead had almost no protection against the men who stepped up, letting their fingers trail over her stomach and up her thigh. The lanky one was even brave enough to hook a finger under her shirt, tugging it up just enough to see the steel bars through her cute, rosy nipples as his friend tugged the other strap of her thong.

“Really glad Lennart invited us,” the lanky one said.

“We appreciate you letting us in,” the taller one added, giving another tug that made Teddy’s knees tremble.

And then they were walking past, leaving her shaking and unexpectedly turned on as they introduced themselves to Ben behind her. As if they hadn’t just helped themselves to her body within minutes of meeting her. Shaking her head, trying to clear her thoughts, she started to close the door.

“Hey! Teddy!”

Leaning out into the apartment’s hallway, she saw one of her other friends hurrying toward her, a paper bag in his hands, a smile on his face, and a stranger following along behind him.

“Did I miss the part where I put a plus one on the invitations?” she asked, stepping out into the hallway as he trotted up to the door, whatever was in the bag clinking. Her hands rested on her hips as she gave him a mock glare that transferred to his friend as Leon laughed.

"It’s not a problem, right? I swear I just saw you let Lennart in with a couple friends. There’s always space for one more at a party, right? This is my friend, Paul.”

"O-oh! Um, hi," Paul managed, his face red as his eyes darted over Teddy. But there was seemingly no safe place for them to settle as they jumped from her soft, thick thighs, to the bright strings of her thong, riding high and proud on her hips, to the slightly bunched and revealing shirt that was still proudly showing off her nipples.

"This is Teddy," Leon said, coming to his friend's rescue. "Remember? The girl I told ya about?"

"I just wasn't expecting-"

"Don't worry about it," Leon said soothingly, his hand on his friend's shoulder. Apparently whatever stories the man had been told hadn't quite prepared him for coming face to face with so much of the cute young woman. "She's really friendly, aren't you, Teddy?"

"Any friend of Leon is a friend of mine," Teddy agreed. She was still turned on from being groped, her motor growling along nicely, so when she saw the way Paul’s pants were bulging out, she just couldn’t help herself. She stepped forward and wrapped the man in a hug, pressing herself against his bulging pants and grinding against him. She felt him stiffen for a moment and then slowly returned the hug, though his hands jerked when he touched bare skin on her back, moving up to stay on her shirt rather than touching her.

Well, glancing over her shoulder to make sure Ben was still distracted with introductions, Teddy reached back and grabbed the man's hands and pulled them downward, bringing them right to the soft, inviting globes of her ass. Her skirt was so short there was barely any fabric for his fingers to slip under, no place for him to hide his hands as he groped her. And while he may have been embarrassed, he knew an invitation when it was handed to him. His digits practically vanished, swallowed up as he dug them roughly into Teddy's ass, groping and kneading as he gave her a shaky grin.

"Warmest welcome I've ever had," he said, still a little flushed.  "Makes me feel right at home."

"She's good at that, our Teddy," Leon agreed, grinning like a shark. "Just wait until the party really gets started."

The two headed inside once Leon's friend had grudgingly released her ass after one last squeeze. The rest of her friends slowly arrived, all of them with another friend or two in tow and excuses on their lips. And every single group helped themselves to Teddy as they came in, letting fingers trail or dig in. Playing with her breasts or ass - one was even daring enough to give her a soft little spank, just to see her ass jiggle.

Malte was the last one to arrive, on his own and smiling broadly as he walked up to a red-faced and panting Teddy.

“I take it you approve of the new guest list?” he asked innocently, laying a hand on the redhead’s well-groped rump.

“Are you behind this?”

Malte shrugged, still smiling as he dug his fingers into her rump, letting the pillowy softness pour out from between his digits.

“Yeah, I know it’s been a while since you did anything really fun, so I thought this seemed like a good time. You can ‘catch up’-” Malte’s voice dropped, his grin twisting into a perverse leer as his fingers tugged her panties to the side so he could tease her puffy lips. “ -with all your friends and maybe meet a few new ones. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

His fingers teased her slit open, delving delicately into the soft, welcoming wetness of her folds. Just barely touching her silken walls as Teddy stammered for an answer as her knees twisted inward. Before she could find a good response, he made her gasp out loud as he suddenly cupped her pussy, calloused palm grinding against her lips. For a moment, she felt something smooth and plastic, felt it slip into her as he rubbed her cunt only to be pushed deep into her folds as he shifted, and pressed it in with a pair of digits. And then he was pulling away with an innocent smile, wiping his fingers off on his jeans before giving her a wink and walking away like nothing had happened.

It took Teddy a moment to get control of herself, she could feel whatever gift he’d left her deep inside, her walls gently cradling it. It wasn’t big, she’d taken far larger insertions at his urging before, but it was a constant presence and gently shifted as she closed the door and walked back into her living room.

The party seemed to be going well, with most of the new people being introduced, old and familiar stories being broken out to new listeners as nicknames and in-jokes were explained. Everyone had a drink in hand, and Ben was moving through the room, shaking hands and welcoming people. It wasn’t the cozy party they’d been planning, but it was a nice atmosphere and Teddy found herself smiling, thighs pressing together in anticipation. And if Malte was telling the truth, it was only going to get better. Moving to go join Ben, Teddy found herself being intercepted by Lennart, a bottle held in each of his hands

"Got you a special drink, Teddy," Lennart grinned, his voice low as he glanced across the room to where Ben was talking. "I think you'll like it."

Taking the bottle from his hands, Teddy found that it was warm to the touch, the paper label crinkled and discolored as if something had been spilled down the outside of the bottle and then wiped away. She was about to open her mouth and ask what made it special, and why it was so warm, but she caught sight of a droplet of liquid running down the neck. It was thick, a cloudy and murky white rivulet that was slowly oozing down the glass toward her finger. Her heart jumped as she realized what it was, and she glanced up at Lennart as she wiped it away with a finger.

"Something wrong?" He asked innocently. "I've seen you drinking it before, and you seemed to like it plenty then. At least give it a taste!"

Lifting the bottle to her lips, Teddy took a cautious sip, and her suspicions were proved correct. Rather than beer, a thick, gooey mess slowly oozed out into her tongue. A wet, heavy wash of sticky white that tasted of bitter salt. Thick clumps of sticky heat stuck to her tastebuds as she took a swallow, shivering as another man's cum slowly trickled down her throat even as her boyfriend stood less than ten feet away from her, happily oblivious to what was happening.

"It's pretty good," Teddy admitted. Her tongue danced out, gathering a few traces of white off her lips and making sure there was no hint of what she was drinking left on her face. "Is this the only bottle you made?"

"You greedy bitch!" Lennart laughed, his face split in a wide grin. "You haven't even finished that first bottle yet, and you want more?"

In response Teddy lifted the bottle to her lips, maintaining eye contact with Lennart as she drained the whole bottle in one long pull. Her slim throat worked, swallowing down mouthful after mouthful of the thick, stubborn cum. It washed over her tongue, the taste so potent and clinging that her breath was going to reek of it for some time. But she didn't hesitate, didn't even stop for breath until the bottle was empty and she pulled it from her soft, cum-stained lips.

"Fuck, Teddy," Lennart swore softly, shifting in place to try and hide the impressive bulge that was straining his pants. It was an attempt due to failure, as it reached far down his leg and was thicker than Teddy’s wrist - you just couldn't hide something like that.

"So you got more for me, or what?"

"Yeah, we got more," Leon called as he came out of the kitchen. He was holding a bottle, though he'd taken less care to wipe the outside clean, and thick loops of white draped around glass the neck. "Everyone agreed to take turns mixing for you. Nobody wanted to risk not having enough when the party really got started."

"And just what are you all planning?" Teddy asked suspiciously as she graciously took the second bottle from his hands.

"Nothing you won't enjoy," Lennart promised. "But we knew it was going to take more than five of us to satisfy you - hence the backup we all brought."

Butterflies danced in Teddy’s stomach as she looked around the living room. It was crowded, over a dozen men, most of whom she barely knew, standing and talking or perched on every open bit of furniture. But they were all handsome and had seemed friendly at the door. Very friendly in some cases.

"Are you serious?"

"You're the party favor tonight, Teddy," Lennart grinned. "We figured you deserved a night of fun for going through all the trouble of hosting and getting this set up." He leaned in, close enough that his breath tickled her ear, washing hotly across her neck.

"Every single man is here because they want a chance to fuck you. Now drink up~"

He caught the bottom of the bottle with a finger, and Teddy had to hurriedly wrap her lips around the bottle to keep cum from pouring out onto her shirt and the floor as he lifted the bottom of it up, tilting the bottle and threatening to spill white everywhere. She'd barely managed a single swallow, the taste thick and rich on her tongue, when her knees gave out. Across the room, Malte had his phone out and was grinning as he doubled the speed of the remote-controlled vibe he'd slipped inside Teddy, the sudden burst of pleasure flooring her even as cum filled her mouth.

"It’s not that strong of a drink," someone laughed, and the living room erupted into chuckles. Some were good-natured, but some carried a leering edge that told her they knew exactly what was going on.

“And here I thought Teddy knew how to hold her booze,”

“It’s not right that your girl is drunker than you are, Ben,” Lennart called. “This is a party, we’re supposed to be having fun together. You gotta keep up!”

Slightly embarrassed at being the center of attention, Ben took the drink that was pushed into his hand and took a sip, making a face at how strong it was. But people were already beginning to chant, the ragged and juvenile cry of ‘chug, chug, chug’ filling the apartment as Ben flushed red and tipped the glass up. There were cheers and laughter as he finished the glass and shook his head.

“What did you guys put in that? It tasted like straight liquor.”

“It pretty much was,” Leon told Teddy as he helped her to her feet. Behind them, Ben was gagging as someone passed him another drink, this one much sweeter, to help wash the flavor out of his mouth. “We figured everyone would enjoy the party more if he was blackout drunk.”

A hand found her ass and gave it a hard, shameless grope before spanking and letting go. “He’ll have fun and won’t remember much, and we’ll be able to have more fun with you.”

Teddy felt herself grinning as her ass stung, a red handprint already appearing in her pale skin. "Just be careful. I don't want you sending him to the hospital or anything."

"He's our friend too, Teddy," Leon said, his voice chiding. His hand gave her another spank before groping her once more, greedy fingers roughly kneading her soft, full ass as she tried to keep her face composed. "We'd never do anything to hurt him, this is just a way to make the party more fun for everyone."

Another hand joined Leon's and she looked up to see his friend smiling down at her as his hands roamed over her ass, even getting brave enough to give her thong a tug, sawing it against her already dripping pussy.

“I’m Henri,” the man offered, his voice friendly even as he hauled on her thong hard enough to make Teddy gasp. “And don’t worry, everyone’s keeping an eye on him. He’ll be happily drunk all night, and that’s it.”

Reassured, Teddy leaned back against the two men as they mauled her fat ass, fingers greedily kneading and squeezing her cheeks. Working the softness like bread dough as they chatted happily with her as if they were doing nothing more nefarious than talking about the weather, rather than molesting a girl less than two yards away from her boyfriend.

"You know, Teddy, you haven't really had a chance to meet everyone yet," Leon said as he let his fingers move, slowly fingering the party's host. "Just said hello as they came in and, honestly, I don't think that's fair."

"I know I enjoyed getting to 'meet' her," Henri agreed. "Seems a shame that not everyone got the chance."

"Why don't you go say hi," Leon pressed, pulling his fingers out of her juicy pussy. "Really get to know everyone."

It was pretty obvious what they meant, and Teddy was one hundred percent on board with the plan. The two released her, and she moved over to the couch where four different were squeezed together and laughing over some joke.

“You know, I don’t think we’ve been introduced yet,” Teddy said. But rather than remaining standing, or perching on the arm of the couch, Teddy helped herself to the closet man’s lap. Her soft, plush ass squished against his bulging crotch, the young woman blatantly grinding herself on him as she made a show of getting comfortable, finally leaning back against the arm of the couch as she sat sideways across his lap.

“I, uh… I’m Jakob,” he managed, swallowing as she smiled up at him.

“Nice to meet you, Jakob.” Teddy’s voice was a purr as she took his hand, guiding it under her shirt and right to her chest. And while Jakob may have been nervous, he was still a man, and it didn’t take long before he gave her a hesitant squeeze. It wasn't subtle, but it was at least gentle at first, fingers slowly trailing along the inside of her thigh as his other hand rested possessively on her stomach. Ben was too lost in conversation to notice, his words slurred as he argued football with one of Sascha’s friends, leaving his girlfriend all on her own.

"Having fun tonight, Teddy?" Lennart asked from his place on a nearby chair as the hand on her thigh started to track slowly upward. A teasing crawl of fingers that made her shiver as they worked closer and closer to her needy slit until they were ducking under her skirt.

"It's been interesting so far, but I thought you guys were going to get wild tonight," Teddy replied, keeping her voice casual as fingers found her slit. Teasing up and down the length of her as she shivered. Only a thin layer of fabric protected her cheating little pussy from an absolute stranger's fingers.

"Are you saying we're boring, Teddy?" Malte asked in mock outrage. His finger touched the screen on his phone, and Teddy felt her teeth clench. Beneath her, Jakob's hands tightened on her thighs, holding her tightly against him as she squirmed, the vibe in her buzzing quietly as the poor girl struggled to maintain her composure.

"Just… just saying I was expecting more," she managed, her voice breathy and trembling. It was bold to taunt them when she was already struggling to keep quiet, but if there was one thing Teddy wanted, it was more. More roughness. More toys in her. More cum. More dicks. And the men around her were more than happy to make her dreams come true.

She let out a little squeak as hands grabbed her, and she was pulled off of Noah and onto Lennart, the big man settling her squarely on his lap.

“More, huh?” he asked, voice hot at her ear. “Well, let’s get you introduced to a few more of our guests, then. But first… Malte?”

Innocently, Malte touched his phone screen, poking at a few things and then Teddy saw white. Lennart had to clap a hand over her mouth, glancing nervously over at Ben as she bucked, groaning as the little vibe inside her went nuts. Pulsing and buzzing right against a little bundle of nerves that sent electricity out through her limbs. Seeing that Ben hadn’t noticed anything, Lennart threw caution to the wind, it was hard not to when you had a squirming, moaning slut on your lap. One hand still on her mouth, his other hand dipped between her thighs, finding her panties and tugging them aside. Thick, skilled fingers slipped into her puffy, eager cunt, and curled, searching for her g-spot as he started fingering her.

“Just gonna get you warmed up, Teddy,” he told her, breath washing across her neck as his fingers picked up speed, rubbing back and forth across her g-spot as he held her tight, the vibe still buzzing without mercy. “Make sure you’re nice and ready for all our guests. You’re gonna get to know all of them, make each and everyone feel welcome. And you’re gonna do it by letting them fuck this slutty little cunt, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes,” Teddy mouthed against the hand still over her mouth. And while he probably should have expected it at this point, Lennart was shocked when she grabbed his arm, dragging his hand away from her mouth and placing it at her neck.

“You filthy bitch,” he chuckled quietly, gently choking her, cutting off her moans more directly as his fingers punished her cheating pussy. Her hips were jerking, humping against his fingers as Malte played with the vibe control, pulsing it fast and then slow, an unsteady rhythm she couldn’t predict or get used to. Her leg was shaking as her vision started to grey at the edges, Lennart cutting off blood and making her head spin. She could feel a throbbing pulse in her throat, feel the buzzing vibe in her cunt, the curling press of his fingers.

She would have screamed if she could have, but with her air cut off her mouth just hung open stupidly as she soaked Lennart’s fingers in her juices, cumming all over her thighs and his hand as the vibe buzzed her through an orgasm. Lennart’s fingers shoving hard against her g-spot as her walls clenched and spasmed, working to make the whole thing even more intense. Her whole body arching and tightening as her muscles went rigid, her vision white. The room felt so far away for a moment…

And then she was slumped back against Lennart’s chest, panting for breath, her head still spinning as he released his grip.

“Looks like you need a drink after that,” someone said to general laughter. Another warm beer bottle was pressed into her hand, and Teddy took a long drink as she slowly sat up, her body trembling and hot.

The aftershock of her orgasm was making her leg jitter and her whole body tremble. But this wasn’t a night for taking it slow and letting herself recover, she had an entire guest list to get acquainted with, and in no time at all, she was being passed once more, this time to one of Sascha’s friends. He didn’t bother with a name, just helped her into his lap. Teddy had to grit her teeth as his cock sank into her pussy, stretching her open with ease and sinking all the way in. There was no resistance, no struggle, her soaking cunt swallowed him up eagerly, and her ass squished against his hips as he hilted.

"Comfy?" He asked, his face tinged with red as the petite metalhead squirmed on his lap. She felt amazing, wrapped snugly around his cock like she belonged there. Every motion she made squeezed at him, worked his already twitching shaft in a way that made him breathe hard through his nose. Just watching her had gotten him worked up nearly to his limit, and as deep as he was, his head was pushed against the vibrator that Malte hid slipped inside of her, rubbing the little bullet hard against her cervix.

“Best seat in the house,” she told him breathily. She could feel the deep, wonderful ache as he stretched her open, her walls wrapped snugly around his length. Her stomach was bulging, tenting as over a foot of fat, leaky cock nestled deep inside of her. It was bliss, and Teddy never got tired of it. Malte teased them both with the vibrator as she rode, trying to stay subtle as she rose and fell in the man’s lap, his hands all over her, but mainly stroking the bulge he left in her stomach, his sturdy cock tenting out the taut smoothness of her tummy with each womb-deep thrust.

To her disappointment, he didn’t last long. But, for tonight, at least, there was always more. With a slurp, Teddy was dragged off his cock, the half-soft member slapping against the man’s stomach, still dripping cum. Quickly, he tucked it away and out of sight before Ben could notice, though her boyfriend’s eyes seemed to be slightly out of focus and he leaned against Sascha for support as they talked. Certainly, he wasn’t able to notice the thick cum that slowly dripped out of Teddy’s cunt as she was passed off to the next guy, settled onto Noah's lap as he tugged his cock out.

“So what do you like to do for fun, Teddy?” Noah asked, trying to keep his voice level and steady even as he sunk his cock into the tight, sloppy warmth of her used cunt. His hand rested possessively on her abdomen, feeling the shifting bulge he was making in her stomach as he worked his hips in gentle thrusts. Not because he wanted to be gentle, but because Ben was looking in their general direction. What he wanted, more than anything was to bounce her on his lap until she was moaning out.

Instead, he had to settle for slow, grinding thrusts. The buzzing vibe working the head of his cock even as it was shoved hard against Teddy’s cervix. Both of them had to fight not to groan, struggling to keep their composure as they shoved roughly against each other, grinding together as Teddy bit her lip and Noah grit his teeth.

“You know, when you’re not fucking every random guy you meet like the slut you are,” he hissed, his voice low as his hand crept up, pausing to roughly knead one of her breasts, squeezing and working the soft handful as Teddy’s face reddened even more.

“L-little harder,” Teddy moaned softly, her eyes squeezing shut as Noah shoved her toward her yet another orgasm. His fingers had found her nipple, and he was roughly pinching it between thumb and forefinger, giving it little tugs and twists that made Teddy jolt and squirm.

“Like this?” It was an innocent question, but there was nothing innocent about the way he gave her nipple a cruel tug, pulling and pulling until there were tears in Teddy’s eyes. It was enough, though, and it pushed her over the edge for the second time that night. It wasn’t as intense as her first orgasm, but her cunt clenched around Noah, milking him as she rolled her hips back, the clap of her ass against his lap loud enough to make a few of the watching men wince and glance at Ben. 

He didn’t notice, though. Not as Noah pumped his girlfriend full of cum, her stomach bulging even more as he dumped his balls right into her eager cunt. The sudden tide would have been enough to wash the vibrator right out if his cock hadn’t acted like a cork, keeping the toy in place along with a heavy helping of cum. The man couldn’t help but groan softly as the backwash splattered down onto his lap.

“Should’ve gotten you a plug or something,” he mumbled, slumping back against the couch as Teddy slowly pulled herself off him, his cock slipping free in a sticky wash. A friend was there, handing him napkins, but Noah had made a fair mess. Teddy wasn’t free of it, either, her pale skin decorated with white, and her skirt stained as she rose on uncertain legs. Noah had been on the edge of the couch, and her next stop was either Sascha, who Ben was actively talking to, or she’d have to stagger across the room to the next group.

Her wobbling legs nearly dumped her to the floor as she staggered over, helpful hands reaching out to steady her and keep her from falling face-first into the carpet.

“G-gotta slow down, Teddy,” Ben called to her, making her heart squeeze in her chest for a moment. “Don’t wanna… wanna get too drunk. Too drink. Wait...”

Caught up in the tricky business of drunken verbs, he didn’t seem to notice the cum that was leaking down her thighs or the fact that her next perch already had his cock halfway out of his pants. Teddy and the man shared a look, and he helped her take a seat on his cock, giving her a shaky nervous grin as gravity pulled her down snug against his lap.

“Nice to meet you,” he told her, little spots of red burning high on his cheekbones.

“Glad you could make it to the party…?” she trailed off questioningly.


“Gunther,” he supplied, gyrating his hips and stirring his cock inside of her, working the bullet vibe in a tiny circle around her cervix. “And I’m really glad I decided to come. I didn’t believe half the stories Sascha told about you, but… I think he might have been underselling it.”

"I'm bored!" The sudden announcement made Gunther jump, nearly spilling Teddy from his lap and interrupting her reply to him. The whole room looked over at Ben who was sitting on the couch, face lined in concentration. "We… we should play a game."

A dozen perverse minds raced simultaneously, and slowly the party began to grin, making Teddy feel like she was surrounded by sharks, hungry predators all eyeing their next meal.


"I could think of a few games," Sascha said slowly. "What a good idea, Ben."