The evening he made dinner for her as a way of lowering her guard. He made her a microwave spaghetti but he added some Ecstasyto it to help make her...easier to control. She had no way of knowing that her new friend was about to destroy her life. After dinner they made small talk and Ian waited for the drugs to take affect. While he was waiting, Ian told her lies about how his parents drank and abused him and she was believing every word. Feeling sorry for him she let him set close to her. “C’mon!” I say while starting to run up ahead. Chris standing there in silence thinking of what just happened, and then starting blush and smile a little bit. I walk in and people are in the living room, kitchen, and front rooms. There are a lot of people, but not too many as to where it’s cramped. I see a table full of food and I run over and grab two cupcakes. Chris comes in and I give him a cake. “Thanks” He says, grinning a bit. “What happened back there was just an adrenaline rush after. ‘I want to do bad things to you,’ you said. My lips curved up in a smile. I stood up fully, shook out my hair as your hands traced over my body — starting high on my sides, smoothing out my blouse and down the skirt that pulled taut across my thighs. You held me there and then followed with your eyes the path your hands had made. You leaned in, I felt your hands tighten on me, and then you imparted the most delicate of kisses right where my belly button would be. I turned around then and. The man on my right, Peter, now slipped his arm around my neck. I settled back a little in the large soft seat, enjoying John's fingers touching my leg.He then leaned over and kissed my cheek. I turned a little so that our lips could meet. His tongue pushed into my mouth. I felt John's hand touch my breast, cupping it within the tight dress. John's hand meanwhile was slowly moving up my leg, drawing patterns as it made it's way upwards towards the hem of the dress.I broke away from John and.