They took me into a back room and undressed me told me I would feel so much better this way.Cary the one I was kissing in the car came up and we start...d again but she took my hands and tied them to the posts on the bed while granny started to undress the other girl I thought was her daughter.I kept dosing off and when I woke I knew they d**gged me too ,granny was sitting on my face rubbing her pussy all over it while the two other girls were sucking on my tits and using a dildo on my pussy.Well. Then I think to myself that it is better to drink this wine than shatter all of their hopes and dreams, than worry about my liver. Jack HardyI only drink a little but when I do I turn into someone who drinks a lot.Dear alcohol your promised to make me prettier, funnier and a better dancer.I saw the video we need to talk!Lord give me coffee to change the things I can and wine to accept the things I can’t.Of course size matters no one want a small glass of wine.There should be a little Champaign. By the time I walked through my font door I was tired, I was hungry and I as horny. I kept imaging that woman on the train and how I was about to make my “move” when she got off at my stop. The only thing that deterred me was the rather large man waiting to greet her there. “Finally! I thought you got lost.”“Well nice to see you oh daughter of mine.” My tone was sarcastic.“I’m sorry Daddy. How was your day?” she wasn’t exactly sincere but I take what I can get.“Yes you’re punishment is over.” I. But it was about that time I began to notice Amuja's attitude to me was slowly changing. He became gradually more overbearing, ordering me about in an increasingly imperious and surly tone, and even criticizing me in front of lower ranks. I tolerated it at first, as we were brothers, but eventually it began to rankle me.In another of Amuja's sweeps we had captured Zernos, a small city just north of the Caucasus mountains. When we appeared before the city gates and demanded surrender it was not.