I was defiantly drunk after three or four cups. Not realizing what I was doing I started to hit on some girls. I was blacked out for a while the next...thing I knew I was in some hot girls room. She was topless asking me I wanted to do it. Still really drunk I said sure and we were naked in front of each other. First she started to give me a blow job. She pulled away once I shot a load in her mouth. Sexily she swallowed all me cream. Then licked all that was left on me 6.5in tool while rubbing. .. sure.” Her words were broken by her pants. Her entire body was flesh. “But... hopefully...”I put my arm around her shoulder, pulling her to me. She clung to me, trembling. I wanted to shake, too, but I needed to be strong for her. I was her boyfriend. This mess was partly my fault. I had the chance to end this sooner. Now we were trapped in this crazy world.“Where did they go?” a girl shouted.“They must have gone into the library,” the haughty voice of Paris said.“Check the classroom just to. It was about 3pm and all the bars in town close but not this one. Three Sheets is a all niter club (after hours club), the name says it all. This place gets wild from what Brown Sugar told me.It didn't take long for the mood to change from loose to FORWARD once the clock stuck 3. The great thing with our lounge was that it was huge enough for all three of us to stretch out naked. This lounge was a extra large plush leather couch with matching extra large ottomans all put together makes a king. “Sinfonia, who’re the new guards?”“A contingent from some of the Elder Houses, the ones who almost never show up here. They also bought the surrounding properties, so the only place any of our photographic fuckheads can go is on the sidewalks, and there they’ll be ... encouraged ... to move along.”“Nice to have friends, huh?”“Yeah, I suppose ... no, no it is nice to have them. But goddamn, Mistress Chatsirree, they’re a grim bunch. Seems these Elder Houses take the whole ‘keeping Society.