Ben looked Amy run away. He was feeling like an idiot!<br/>Of course that was a candid camera. How could he have though he had been invited to an orgy, or that a girl could have miss the "orgy" on the invitation.<br/><em>"What a dumbass you are!"</em><br/>Orgies with stunning women, in amazing mansions, were Urban Miths, they didn't exist, not even in America.<br/><br/>Now he was sure he was being filmed. Right now cameras were closing up to his face, ready to catch his expressions.<br/>Watching TV people would have laugh about his eagerness to jump on the petite brunette. And it wasn't finished.<br/>Had he tried to join some other group, he would have been bounced, like an idiot. He couldn't stare, he would have looked like a perv, and staying there, embarrassed, pretending nothing was happening could be even worse. If he had left, people would have said he couldn't handle the heat.<br/><br/>He had no easy way out of the situation, and thing were getting south: on his left a threesome was going on, on his left a couple was wanking each other<em>"Does that have a name?"</em>These actors were clearly ready to go some stretches.<br/>In Ben's eyes there was only an honorable way out of that: admit the defeat.<br/>He stood up and talked out loud, to nobody in particular:<br/>"OK guys, you got me, I hit on Amy... if that is even her real name, I have been... how do you say... pnk'd? Great prank, really, I really though I was invited to the Playboy Mansion, no reason to go on shagging each other"