I considered theblack pants, my last pair of pants, but couldn't bring myself too wearthem. Instead I gravitated toward a dark blue dress that I found...anging in the closet. I put it on, feeling more comfortable in it.I saw myself in my mirror and saw that my hair was a mess and couldn'tstand the idea of it staying messy. I brushed it for a while until itwas completely straightened out. I wanted to style it into somethingdifferent, but didn't know how, so I just kept it as was.Then it hit me. "He shook his head. "So..? and she had the most useless henchmen... they werefucking mindless goons." Nah, I bet she fucked them into subservience." I retorted."Excuse me?" It's the pussy juice, Fuck them, or let them eat her out, and she hadabsolutely broke their will, and she was in charge." That's crazy. No way would the creators have done that with her."I laughed. "Please, those writers are just as perverted as we are, they justcan't say it. Trust me, her ultimate power is in the puss." I. She knew I was lying. "Well I think you did a good enough job to deserve something tonight" as she winked. I was excited and tried to not show it in front of her but I realized that she said tonight. That was hours away, how was I supposed to do anything now with that on my mind. It was just going on 12 noon and I decided to get myself some lunch. I made a sandwhich and my mom walked in to sit at the table. She was wearing a pair of tight jean shorts and an orange top. I admired her body. We continued with playing a card-game waiting for the stuff to work.We were having fun when the stuff started to work. As some of you might know XTC (or pure MDMA) outside of a club or big rave gives you the need to talk, hug, cuddle up to somebody etc. And that’s what happened to Monica in an extreme way. She soon started to tell all of us how much she loved us and hugged and kissed us continously.As we wanted to be comfortable we were all dressed in easy clothes. Not very sexy but ok. XTC.