It was my birthday and that night I was ready to get drunk and fuck. I was turning 21 and everyone knew that the only thing I wanted for my birthday w...s to get rip-roaring drunk. It actually wasn’t the first time for me to get drunk, and when I got plastered, I was admittedly very annoying, and considerably slutty. Sober me was modestly social, yet he kept to himself most of time, and he made rational decisions. However, drunk me thought he was the cock of the walk. He spoke to anyone without. I had just finished reading the last of my emails, when a note popped up on my screen.‘John, when you get a chance can you come to my office? Michelle’Not wanting to keep a pretty girl waiting, I immediately left my work station and walked down the hall to her office. Her door was open and just as I was about to announce my presence, I gazed upon a sight that nearly stopped my heart. I guess she wasn’t expecting me quite so soon because there, in front of me was Michelle, bent over at the waist. .. Sam and I had always been friends... While I was alwaysfriends with my other teammates, Sam was closer to being my best friendthan anyone else," I told him. I just now realized something about ourfriendship. Sam had always been so focused, and intense. I could toldnow that she had been overly masculine around our other friends. Notwhen it was just us though, I thought since I had always been so muchsmaller than everyone she didn't have to try to overcompensate withme... I snapped back to. .." I stammered. This cute little country girl was propositioning me in every way but coming right out and asking me to fuck her.She laughed again. This time with a sort of 'evil stage laugh' ... full of portent. She got up and began to clear the table, scraping the dishes and putting them in the sink. She suddenly turned and apologetically offered."Say, I didnt offer you anything to drink. We dont have beer or wine or anything but there's some sodas if you'd like. Or we could go into town and.