When you got back to the table your nipples were hard and your face flush with desire. We got back on the dance floor and I pulled you to me and whisp...red how much I loved you and your sexy dancing. Soon we were dry humping and kissing. Then the dance music changed into a Conga. We got in line and you held onto the hips of one of the single men. With all the shaking and dancing your tits fell out of your top. You shrugged the straps down and danced with your tits naked. After a while it was so. It was daylight before I stopped for the first time to rest the horses. All of us took the opportunity to piss, and some of the girls were still so sore that they had to be helped back into the wagon. This was when I slit an opening in each of the blankets for the girls to slip their head through. The resulting serapes did not make the best substitute for a dress, but it would do for the short run.We only made a few more miles before four men on horses caught up to us. I knew that they would. It looked like it took longer for poison in the air to kill the Wasps than it did if the poison was injected by a bullet or a bolt. Nevertheless, it looked like the poison was going to work. In an effort to keep the human casualties to a minimum, the troopers were ordered to hold their positions for 30 more minutes to give the poison more time to work.At the end of that half-hour, the troopers resumed their attack on the pyramid's interior. This time they reported that there were no Wasps alive. As the night wore on Becky had her fair share to drink and looked like she was feeling the buzz. My mom didn't drink and both Sara and I were too young to drink, but Becky seemed to be trying to make up for that. We left after a couple hours and decided to all go back to Becky and Sara’s house so we could hang out some more.We all got inside and this was when I started to notice that Sara’s mom was really hammered. She started to say incoherent sentences and flopped down onto the couch. My mom.