When someone asked who I was I would say, “I can feel this side tingle” and they would say, ‘Oh! Right! The guy from… yeah!’ I liked this co...tume because I could walk around wearing nothing but a robe and boxers in front of all of these people. As the hours wore on, the party started to escalate and people were starting to get pretty drunk. I made my way over to the beer keg, not really paying attention to who was there because it was so crowded. I grabbed the tap and started to fill my cup. ..........i lay there and could only watch as he knelt down on a right angle to me at the side of the bed and warl rubbing himself looked for the fullest filled condom on the floor "there we go!" he said picking up the smelly rubber of the teddy bear desiged carpet, he opened 1 of the draws on the desk with the bloody sex aids and pulled out a crude stainless steel device that looked like a unwashed medical tool. he whispered gentley in my ear as i cryed like a sissy "this is a mouth clamp. " he smiled "... he can be very persuasive!"Confused but determined, Claire pressed on "OK, I'll ask him. But it'sstill wrong!" Why?"She was struggling "It just is. It's dirty!"Clive noticed that Claire's nipples were stiffly visible through the thincotton of the baggy t-shirt she was wearing."You know," he taunted "I think you're jealous! You're not getting any,and me and Alex are!"She looked aghast at her brother, but when he reached up and strokedher breast with his fingers, she flinched but. It was a country-type place that had old John Wayne movie posters, vintage metal signs, and pictures of half-naked cowboys in the stalls of the women's bathroom. It was a hole-in-the-wall, but by no means a shit hole. She felt comfortable there. She had friends there. No matter what, she could go there and always have a good time. She felt safe going there by herself. One busy weekend, she was put in a headlock by a drunk patron, right in front of the bouncer. They made eye contact, and her.