Someone had slipped Xtacy into my drink three times and I became a nymphomaniac I couldn't get enuf c*** I was even doubled by three different guys. I...should have know something was up when my BF and I walked in there was only guys there but I payed no attention and began to dance with whoever asked me even with guys who didn't ask then it became bump and grind and three different guys lifted my skirt and ground their hard c**** against my belly and I didn't resist and that started it all.Soon. When I came out of the changing area I saw them talking at the front desk, and could see that Marcia was also quite taken with Joy and did not want her to leave either. Joy drove me back to my car, she gave me a lovely kiss goodbye and said she had had a fantastic night; she doubted any woman had ever had such a night before her wedding. She really didn’t seem to have any miss-giving about the night at all. I can tell you, I had some very strong emotions running through that head of mine as I. You see, thanks to those lovely bimbos Dantherssent, I was able to discover a whole lot before you everarrived. Incidentally, you'll be happy to know that thebimbos have been collared and undergoing training as wespeak... and trust me, I'm doing them a favor. Dantherswasn't as good hearted as one is led to believe and provedit when he used permanent patches on those two girls.Their dampened IQ and increased libidos are permanent"."Then you both are creeps," she replied."Yes... anyway, let me. Finally thereceptionist takes her back to a meeting room to wait some more. Theinterviewer will be with her shortly, the receptionist tells her. Yippeefucking skippee, she thinks. Not an ideal attitude to go into this with, sheknows, but at this point she?s simply tired of the job hunting process. Ten minutesgo by, then fifteen. Now the interviewer is late, and she is extremely annoyed.Has she wasted her time here when she could be somewhere else? Somewhere shecan be alone and make herself.