When Lisa returned to the party, she began to feel the effects of what she'd been drinking very suddenly and before she knew it, she was realizing tha... she was drunk. She was so drunk, in fact, that she wasn't sure but what she was just about to pass out. She managed to make it back to her seat there in the club, and then as she began to feel that she was going to actually pass out, she leaned over to Rob and whispered, "Honey, I'm feeling really bad," and then Lisa passed out. Rob realized. " so yo we're a 'flirting Frannie?" I am. I am a terrible flirt. I ......"The crop falls, but doesn't hit me,it slaps the chair next to me making ahuge cracking noise, that cause me to jump."I've got a much better punishment for you dear, we all decided that thelast sissy here gets to be the 'birthday surprise'. That...." Shestrikes the chair again, 'Is...' Slap! "Going to be...." Slap! "You!"This one lands on my thigh again. I yelp."I love surprises, don't you?" Mistress Kidd, I can. Yeah, it is. Not that I mind. His hands were on my shoulders, slipping the black straps of my dress off. Hey! Stop that, what if- Dont put on the modest act all of a sudden, plus its dark and Im so fucking turned on right now. He almost moaned the last part, his right hand grabbing a handful of my tit, the other hand grabbing my ass, pushing himself closer to me, rubbing a noticeable bulge against my crotch. Damn your pussy is on fire, whens the last time you fed it? Snap out of it, I told. I didn't approve, but I wasn't asked. I endured.Brad Simms was a honcho from corporate, here to "shake the trees and rake the leaves" in his words. Sales were low nationally, and our R & D department here wasn't doing a lot of developing. Rumors of downsizing and reorganization spread like a grass fire. This evening at the country club was in his honor, attendence by us peons manditory.Brad's speech was on duty, production, organization, and corporate loyalty. It was a mixture of pep talk and.