On the second day of our long break between Mids and Daze, some of the Gross Guys from A Trick grew weary of playing Risk and Mille Borne. So we decided to go to the Oasis Club for some liquid libation and a Dik-Dik burger (the club management claimed it was really beef, not a believer, I stuck with the Oasis Club Sandwich).

After several hours of drinking and playing our favorite dice game 7-14-21, in the Stag Bar, we decided it was time to move on to bigger and better things. All the drinking that we had done made us horny as hell! Someone suggested that we go downtown to relieve this horniness. By this time our group had grown from 4 to 8 members. It would have been 9 but Spook McKay decided to stay in the Stag Bar (none of the Downtown bars seemed to have IW Harper).

Staggering to the main gate from the Oasis Club (this distance was proportional with the amount you had to drink, in this case it seemed like 5 or 6 miles), we loaded our bodies into the waiting Gerry Carts. (Oops, we forgot to go back to A Company and sign off-post, as usual.) Then a short ride down the hill to one of A tricks favorite hangout's "The Bar Fiore".

Two of our favorite Bar Whores were in attendance at the Fiore; Flora and Wani. After drinking several Melotti's and Zibibs we came to realize that a mini-trick party was in the making. The girls at the bar were sitting on our laps and rubbing us the right way. They suggested that we should spend our money in a more pleasurable manner! Great idea! The number of "A" Tricker's present had now reached 12 or 13. Definitely party time!

At closing time we headed to our favorite after hour's watering hole, Wani's house on Queen Elizabeth Avenue. She allowed us to stash our Class 6 purchases (usually Jim Beam, I W Harper or Jack Daniels) there, charging us (outrageous prices) only for the Ethie Cokes we used as a mixer and the semi-warm Mellotti's we drank. Wani was a good hostess and often fed us in the early morning hours.

The bar whores from the Fiore and the Star bar who had not procured employment for the night would join us in our revelry. Many of us would strip down to our shorts while waiting our turn to enjoy the comfort of Wani's single bed with one of these young ladies of the night. More often than not two couples would share her bed and occasionally switch partners in mid stream. One couple would usually finish up on the floor.

After an hour or so at Wani's, the bar whores (4 or 5 of them) at the party had incited our crowd to try to outdo themselves in a gross manner. Somebody suggested a Pyramid Moon. As it was said, so shall it be done! We decided on a 10 man Moon; 4-3-2-1. I was on the bottom tier with Steve Popko, Fat Mike Powers and Mike Doran. Jerry Wilkinson and Charlie Casdorph were on top of me! After several attempts the 10-man pyramid was formed. Some of us were naked while others just had their shorts pulled down to their knees. The Bar Whores were cheering us on with great vigor!

Out of nowhere an 11th man climbed up the pyramid and positioned himself atop of the 10th man. The moon collapsed when one of the bar whores placed an ice cube on Mike Power's asshole (ice cubes were a scarce commodity-I forget who dropped it in their drink afterwards). This action caused Fat Mike to buck and leaving us all piled on the floor laughing in hysteria.