Gee was right, it was a big house rented by a bunch of students, mostly upperclassmen, and it looked like at least a few more on either side were also rented out. This wasn't a high end rich kid neighborhood or anything, it was just a lot of converted old houses specifically kept for renting out to students. And evidently party in.
The party had spilled into multiple backyards, and drunk guys were running all over the place. It was a good party if you were looking for a drunk college boy, as they seemed to be everywhere, and outnumbered the women by quite a bit. I hated it. At least there could have been a few cute girls for me to check out, even if I wasn't going to go hooking up. But all the girls I saw already had a bunch of guys all over them, and it felt like they were the food at a buffet or something.
"This party doesn't look good Gee," I murmured. "Who the hell invited you to this?" Unlike the parties at the sororities and frat houses the last few weeks where there were a lot of younger classmates looking to maybe pledge, these were much older kids, and in several cases guys that had to have graduated by now judging by their look.
"John from my Econ class told me it was going to be awesome!" Gee replied without a care in the world. "I'm sure he's here somewhere."
"We need to find better people to hang out with! I don't even know if these people go to our school!" I yelled to her over the music as we went to find the drinks. The kitchen had all of that, and she quickly grabbed one of the many red Solo cups prefilled with punch, while I grabbed a Coke from a trash can filled with ice water. I assumed they kept the coke for a mixer, as I saw many bottles of Jack Daniels and rum.
"These people are great!" Gee crowed as she downed her punch before grabbing another. "Come on! Let's go party!"
On the good side, as much as I didn't want to be with, Gee was fun to dance with, and we both bounced around having some fun for a bit. But before long I noticed that we were the only ones that were dancing, and that we had a circle of guys around us, watching us with hungry eyes. Yeah, that wasn't good. Gee was oblivious, having sucked down the spiked punch too fast for her tiny frame, and having glazed eyes while laughing along with me.
I was glad I hadn't been drinking, and it made me wonder where all the other women were that I'd seen earlier. I tugged Gee's arm a little, trying to dance our way towards the front door. We made it closer, but soon we were right next to the ring of men that didn't seem like they were in the mood to move.
I kept an eye on the front door. There were maybe six guys between me and it, and while I wasn't 100% sure what was happening, I didn't want to risk it at all. But my only goal right now was to get me and Gee out of there safely, and then call the cops. I just didn't think I could do all of that easily, since I planned on having to carry Gee based on her current state. That meant I needed that front door open, so I didn't have to stop and fuck around with a doorknob.
I just didn't know if that would happen before the guys lost their patience. Fuck, I really hoped I was wrong about that they wanted! Luckily, I saw a guy grab his phone, and then open the door to go outside to hear his conversation over the pounding music. I didn't hesitate, bending down to pick Gee up over my left shoulder and power walking through the ring of guys. Gee yelped when I grabbed her, then broke into giggles, so I just hoped she didn't wiggle too much.
I moved so quickly that the men didn't even realize what I was doing until I was heading out the door and shouldering aside the guy with the phone who was standing on the front steps. "Hey!" called out a random guy from behind me. "You have to pay for the booze!"
I picked up my pace, my long legs eating up the ground as I walked across the yard. I thought I was doing well until I felt Gee jerked backwards on my shoulder. I used the momentum to spin in that direction, raising my fist as I did. There were two guys that had caught up to us, and several others walking in our direction.
One blonde with a little star tattoo next to his eye still had a hold of Gee's hand, and I punched him right in the throat, dropping him coughing to the grass as he let go of my friend. The other guy looked stunned long enough for me to kick him right in the balls.
"Back off!" I yelled, then turned and ran.
For the first five steps, I was worried. But I didn't hear anyone at first, and Gee was tiny, and the guys that had been on the lawn were all drinking. Drinking might make them more aggressive, but it might make them more uncoordinated too. I was halfway down the street when I heard the footsteps behind me. I was glad I'd kept up my running routine, because I turned on the jets at that point, which turned out to be a mistake.
"Slow down! I'm gonna hurl!" Gee complained as she bounced on my shoulder. Seconds later she did just that, and I felt a trail of wetness seeping down the back of my shirt. Shit. That was so disgusting!
I could only groan as I kept running and made it to my little CRV a few seconds later. I got to the driver's side, and then put Gee down before fishing the keys out of my jeans and clicking the little Unlock button. I opened the driver's door and just tossed Gee across into the passenger side before ripping off my now ruined tee shirt and getting into the driver's seat myself, I didn't want my poor little baby trashed too much!
The guys arrived just as I locked the door, and I finally had a chance to get my phone out of the other pocket and call 911, while holding the phone up to the guys, who must have thought I was filming them as they quickly shielded their face and scattered like the roaches they are.
"Is the party over?" Gee asked groggily.
"Every party is over!" I yelled over at her, just as the 911 operator answered. I quickly gave her the address from the GPS and explained the situation, and prayed that no other girls were in trouble, but I couldn't do much more. I wasn't going to stay near all those guys, it wasn't safe at all!
"Damn, you're grumpy!"
"Gee, if you were sober, you would have seen just how close we came to being gang raped in there. Your buddy John from Econ is going to get his ass handed to him when I see him!" I flexed my right hand, which was only a little sore after the punch. I wasn't wearing gloves, so I'd gone for the softer throat area. I needed my hands for playing ball! I drove down the roads in the darkness, trying not to shake as the adrenaline wore off.
"Was it really that bad?" Gee asked in a soft voice.
"Yeah, it was. I can't keep doing these parties, I really can't Gee. I need to get my brain right for classes and basketball. I don't know what's going on, but we need to figure it out."
"I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm doing," Gee started to cry. "This isn't me. My sister had a boyfriend the first week she went to school, and she was a party animal. I guess I thought it would work for me too."
"So, all of this is to find you a boyfriend?"
She was silent for a minute before I heard her sniffling and saw her nod. "Yeah."
"What kind of guys did you date before?" I wondered.
"I didn't. I was the school nerd, nobody wanted to ask me out!" she complained. Well, that explained why the big partier was a lightweight drinker, this was all her trying to become someone new. "I don't know how to meet guys!"
I thought about how I'd met girls at school. One asked me out, so that was easy. One was a cheerleader who cheered at our games, so we started hanging out. One was a year ahead of me and that was my tutor. Damn, did I learn a lot in those sessions! Nothing really crazy or anything, just meeting them randomly. "Well, what do you like to do? There are a ton of clubs and stuff at the school, so maybe we can get you into one and you could find a guy in it that you know will already have a common interest."
"Would you go with me?" she whispered.
It wouldn't be too bad I guessed. Maybe once a week would be okay if I was getting my weekends back. Once she made some friends there, it might work out for her, even if there wasn't a boyfriend. "I can do that."
"And we can find you a girl too!" Her voice was getting more excited now, and I felt good about that. She looked over at me, just catching on that I was in nothing but my bra. Not my normal sports bra either, but one for going out. "Damn, with those knockers you'll get one!"
I snorted a little before pulling into the student parking lot. "Knockers, huh?"
"Yeah, that's what my brothers all call them."
"We're going to find someone for you that doesn't call them knockers! That is for damned sure. But if you keep checking them out I might think you need a girl too."
"He! We'll see. But what about me? Can I still call them knockers?"
"No!" I said while laughing out loud, and ignoring the stares as we walked inside, me in nothing but my bra.