Why would he ask that,” I asked, bewildered. When I push you out there, a song will play, and when it’s over, you pop up through the flap on the top of the cake and go to the groom. “Am I expected to fuck tonight?” I asked. If it were just the groom and groomsmen, I’d probably be out of there fairly early and not get recognized. “Oh, my God, Madilyn, they just fired Chris, the manager just walked him out of the bar,”
“What? I climbed inside and kneeled so the cover could be lowered. “Not likely,” He retorted. I gave the groomsmen shots, all of them sucking in my nipples. Then, it occurred to me that he had deposited money at my neighborhood bar to host a bachelor party on Saturday night, so I questioned him about it. I went through four cans of whipped cream, every man there sucked my boobs. I ran out of whipped cream and grabbed another can from the pool hall cooler, which was still dark and empty.
