Me and greg just sat there looking as mum arranging her dress. Mum, don't do that i told you greg already fancys you i teased. Mum smiled as so did gr...g, you could actually almost feel a sexual tension between them. Well ive always said greg you was much better than shelly and you could do so much better, what do you mean he said back, well you know your a fit guy, attractive and lovely. Greg smiled. Ohhhhh i butted in, looks like you both have a soft spot for each other. We was having a laugh. Guilt, and shame assaulted her, as she thought about how she had cum when he rubbed her pussy.She hadn't tried to fight, or even talk her way out of it really. Slowly it began to dawn on her that she had set herself up. She had put herself here, whether she wanted to be, or not. Suddenly, she was afraid of herself. Her hands were shaking slightly, as she looked around his bedroom, and realised that he was probably going to fuck her.'What have you done to me?' she screamed at herself, inside her. “I think I do. I have always known that there was this part in me that loves power. Sometimes it is like an aphrodisiac, and the power I felt...” His thumb caressed my cheek. “...the power you gifted me with last night was almost overwhelming. And you…” He smiled down lovingly. “...you appear to have a rather strong submissive part that wants to do everything to please me, and one that can turn shame into pleasure.” “It’s so embarrassing,” I whispered. “Yes, it is,” he answered quietly, but I. This was not something that I was happy about, but I was not in a position to stop this. We all sat down with a glass of wine to let them level off with the drug that they had ingested. Needless to say, I was watching Carla closely. I will say this, she got quite uninhibited, but at no time during the evening did she seem out of control nor did she seem to get so spaced out that she had difficulty comprehending what was going on. On the contrary, she the drug seemed to heighten her awareness..