her and send her back to Hub. God, she was confused, and frightened.
Maybe there would be other women at that stag show, like Hub said, but Sue definitely did not want to go to it. She'd heard about stag shows and could only guess what kinds of vulgar and obscene things went on at them. If other women wanted to sink that low, let them, but she herself did not care to. And another thing, she didn't trust Hub. She simply couldn't believe many men, if any, would degrade the women they loved and respected by taking them to such an affair, even if the woman were willing to attend, which she also seriously doubted.
But during the next three days, as they spoke of the upcoming event briefly, Hub assured Sue that she had absolutely nothing to worry about. This stag, he told her, was to be very tame because women were invited to it. She didn't know whether to believe him or not, and he never really convinced her in her heart of hearts. But she knew she would have to go with him. He would make her go.
And he did.
When the dreaded evening finally arrived, Sue was nearly a mental case.
She felt like screaming and climbing the walls, her nerves were so on edge. Hub gave her a tranquilizer before they left the house. She didn't want to take it – the doctor had prescribed the medication for Doug's deceased mother, not her – but he made her swallow it, and not with water either but with a mixed drink which he forced on her and insisted that she finish.
By the time they drove into the parking lot of Hub's lodge, Sue was feeling a bit calmer. She was still scared to death, though, and dreaded the evening which lay ahead. She felt ridiculous as she walked toward the building clinging fearfully to Hub's arm. He'd made her wear high heels, hose and that lacy black garter belt he liked so well, and the junction of nylons and garter belt straps fell about an inch below the hem of her miniskirt. As if that weren't bad enough, he really hadn't allowed her to put on a bra beneath the see-through blouse he'd bought her. The wispy material didn't hide her breasts in any way. If anything the skimpy little blouse called more attention to her tits than if she had gone topless. Or so Sue thought, at any rate. And when Hub escorted her inside, her worst fears came true.
There were perhaps fifty men, and Sue was the only woman. She wished the floor would open up and swallow her alive, before she died of embarrassment and shame.
'How could you, Hub?' She gasped, stopping just inside the large room in which the lodge held its dances. 'Take me home. Please take me home.'
'Relax,' he said. He took hold of her wrist and half dragged the unwilling girl farther into the room. Men were sitting at tables, smoking and drinking and talking. Others were milling about shaking hands and also talking. Still others were at the bar. There was a crap game going on in a corner. The atmosphere was boisterous, the language coarse and vulgar. But the din of voices became quieter and quieter as Hub led Sue past group after group of the astonished men.
'Hub, please!' Sue whined. 'They're all staring at me!'
By the time he had maneuvered her up onto the bandstand, the entire place was so quiet you could hear the flick of a Bic.
'Smile for the nice men,' Hub said out of the corner of his mouth as he pulled her right out to the front and center of the bandstand.
Sue forced a sickly smile, the best she could do under the circumstances. If she didn't faint dead away, it would surprise her.
'I guess you're all wondering who this here pretty little lady is I've brought with me tonight,' Hub said loudly, addressing his fraternal brothers without the aid of a microphone. 'Well, her name's Suzy. Now Suzy's husband is out of town, you see, and I'm baby-sitting her for him so I had to bring her along, okay?'
The men began to grin. 'Okay!' several of them shouted in unison.
Someone whistled at her. There were four or five remarks thrown at her that made Sue feel cheap and degraded.
'See, they like you,' Hub said.
'Well, I don't like them,' she whispered hissingly. 'I want to go home, Hub. Please!'
'On with the movies!' someone yelled, and a chorus of 'Yeah, let's get this show on the road,' followed.
Hub led Sue down off the bandstand. She followed him to a table in the rear of the room. Some of the men were ignoring her now, and she was grateful for that. But others were still staring at her, or more like leering, rather, as if they were hungry wolves and she were something good to eat.
'Sit down, Suzy Baby. I'll be right back.'
She took a chair at the empty table as Hub walked away, leaving her all alone in this huge roomful of horny men, many of them half drunk. The looks they were giving her made her want to crawl under the table and hide. Not a one of them tried to get fresh with her though. This made Sue wonder if maybe they were afraid of Hub, too, or if perhaps there was some sort of gentleman's code of ethics among these un-gentlemanly lodge members which forbade them from trying anything with the wife or girlfriend of another brother.
Apparently the latter was true, because the vulgar passes that she expected and dreaded would be made at her never materialized. As a result of this, she began to feel safe, at least, but not very much at ease. The tranquilizer was working better now but she was still quite nervous and tense.
When Hub returned to the table where he'd parked Sue, the lights were being shut off. A projector had already been set up in the middle of the room, and a viewing screen had been raised on the bandstand. Hub brought drinks from the bar.
'I don't want it,' Sue objected, pushing away the highball he'd set before her.
He said nothing, just glanced at her, grinned and then turned away to speak with a man who'd stopped at their table.
A moment later the last light went out and, a second after that the projector whirred to life and a cheer filled the darkened room as numbers flashed in reverse order on the screen. There was no sound. The film was black and white, an old one if the scratchy frames and jerky sections of it were any indication. It started out with a vacuum cleaner salesman walking down a street and entering an apartment building. An attractive young woman in a housecoat let him into her apartment and he began demonstrating the vacuum cleaner, first on the room and then, getting her on the bed and her housecoat open, on the woman's titties and between her legs. She soon quit resisting and got hot and started grabbing for his fly. It was when she unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis that Sue, mortified at being present during such goings on, picked up her highball and took a deep and muchneeded drink of it. She closed her eyes, refusing to watch any more of the obscene movie.
'Hot damn, look at him go,' Hub said, a couple of minutes after Sue had decided not to look anymore.
Without thinking, she opened her eyes. There on the screen were the lady and the salesman, both of them naked now, in bed and going at it.
He was atop the woman, between her parted and upraised legs, and his hind end was bouncing up and down at an unbelievably fast pace. She gaped with incredulity.
The room was suddenly filled with laughter, and the owner of the film admitted that, yes, he had 'doctored' it to get that funny effect.
'Bunch of regular guys,' Hub said.
'Bunch of morons,' Sue muttered.
'Huh?'
'Nothing.'
The first film ended shortly. As stags go, it wasn't much, which was the reason the owner had edited it for a laugh.
'A nun's story' was the title of the second film. It was also in black and white, old but in good condition.
'Pay attention, boys,' someone called out. 'This one's a classic.'
It began with two nuns leaving a chapel. They parted, the older one going out of camera range as the younger one walked closer, becoming larger on the screen. She was very pretty and her face had an expression of angelic calmness and serenity.
Sue sipped at her drink and watched, thinking that, so far at least, this one wasn't so bad.
The young nun entered her room and began disrobing, unaware that a Peeping Tom was at the window watching her every move. Naked, the nun took a brush and started brushing out her long and lovely dark hair.
Then she reached into the same dresser drawer where she'd gotten the hairbrush, and she brought out an electric vibrator. After plugging in the vibrator, she lazed back in her chair and, starting with her beautiful face and
