He was really quite scientific about the whole thing researching his contraband to make sure he would use it properly to achieve the desired effect bu... never suffer the consequences of addition. I always liked a cocktail and a doobie but wanted nothing to do with heroin or cocaine or whatever else he might have. Sometimes I didn’t know what the heck he was on. He would offer me whatever the drug of choice was for the night but I wasn’t interested. There was however a fun little side effect to. He knew he had to shake his enemy to the core, destroy its morale, and kill the leadership, if possible. If he didn't, it was unlikely that he and the girls would survive the ordeal. Knowing that he would have a way out of the country if he was successful had been the deciding factor.Once he decided on a course of action, Steve made his preparations. He forced himself to consider how he would inflict maximum pain and suffering on his enemy. He had to think of them as the enemy and be ruthless. One night while her fiance stayed home and polished off his daily case of beer I received a text message asking if she could come over. Of course I answered yes as we had just started seeing each other about a month before but had not gotten beyond oral sex.When she showed up she had on a short shirt, barely covering her ample 44DD breasts and loose fitting shorts. I knew when I saw her that we would finally get to fuck. She was the type of woman who got soaking wet just from light kissing so I. ?For the first time I raised off of her body.? She made no move other than the shaking thatnow racked her entire body.? I reached down and grabbedthe bottom of her shorts and tugged them off.?I jerked them off her hips and down her legs, causing her body to flopon the bed.? WONDERFUL!? She was wearing her bikini briefs.??? ?You slut!??Look at these panties!?? The toneof her sobbing changed.? I knew I wasmanipulating her emotions.? Shame.? Humiliation.?She reeked of it.? ?You fuckingslut, look.