That could be the worst idea Cassie ever had but honestly bringing her home drunk out of her mind did not seem like the answer either. When I got home... I pulled all the way down the driveway until I was between my house and Cassie’s house. We got out and Cassie climbed in the back seat and pulled Chrissy’s underwear and shorts back up. Chrissy had passed out once again. Cassie then got out the back seat and I handed her the house keys. I reached in and grabbed Chrissy from the car and carried. I went over and poured a couple of more drinks from the batch I had made earlier and walked into the bedroom. I went into the bedroom and Kate was lying on the bed with her legs spread wide open. She had a dildo in her pussy and invited me over to meet her fantasy cock which she had named Mike. That’s my name. I said I was flattered and she said I should be. I lay down in the bed with her while she stroked her pussy with Mike. I started kissing her, first on the lips and then on her neck. I was. Put your top back on."Ryan did as Paul said."We should go back to the party," suggested Paul. "I'll talk to thewomen there and ask them how to remove the breasts." Okay," said Ryan."Come on," said Paul. "I'll drive." Chapter 3They walked together out to Paul's car.He looked over and noticed that Ryan was walking easily in the highheels."How do you do that?" he asked. "I mean, those look like four inchheels." I don't know," replied Ryan. "I stumbled around in them. Although not in my direct chain of command, he’s considered ‘brass’ and is to be obeyed when he tells an employee to do something. He wanted the financials on one of our accounts on his desk, so I printed out the sales data and took it to him, literally laying them on his desk as he’d ordered. He wasn’t there, so I returned to my work station. A few minutes later, I got an email. He was not pleased.“What the fuck do you call this shit,” he wrote. “I wanted a damned spreadsheet I could open and.