"You know," gasped Plat, "this wasn't exactly how I'd imagined a PPC Gathering would be."

"Much more fun this way, though," Pads purred, running her fingers down his back.

From somewhere in the pile of naked bodies, another voice was heard. What it said wasn't entirely audible, but the sentiments were very clear.

Plat and Pads looked at each other. "Huinesoron," they murmured, almost in unison, and dived back into the fray.

Laburnum caught her breath as light fingers trailed up her leg. "Who...?" A caress from another hand cut off her question as she gasped.

"Does it matter?" murmured a very male, American voice. "We're all having fun."

"I'll say," Cassie giggled, wriggling in between them. Her glasses were completely bent askew and tangled in her hair. Laburnum reached over and tried to disentangle them- a task which quickly attracted the help of not only Cassie herself, but Plat and Ansela, and involved a lot more than just freeing the spectacles.