Attendance: 63

Lit.

Being able to “read the crowd” comes in handy, especially in a situation like Blackout where any little detail that’s not right can make a big difference.

One of those little details is the playlist. It not only sets the mood, sometimes it must respond to and reflect the mood. Bruthas were clearly on a mission last night. No games, very little chit-chat beyond the lounge area. So the playlist had to be amped up. And quickly.

We moved all the love-making songs to the last hour. Everything prior was switched to rap. Nothing too outlandish, but aggressive enough to fit what was happening: cheeks getting slapped and pounded, dicks sucked, tongues inside any open hole.

One sexy newbie walked in, dipped into the freaky activities, and had to leave quickly. He told us he did not clean himself deeply enough to stay much longer. He promised to return another night and be better prepared.

It was that kind of night.

Big thanks to Kay and Tre for running err-thang so smoothly. And the biggest thanks, as usual, goes to all you sexy, chocolate mofos who showed up and scrambled them guts.