''What's Dion's jacket doing in your bedroom?'' I asked.Her face turned white, her head span around to the back of her chair and she froze. Almost as ...hough she was on pause.''Um,'' she stuttered, ''I don't know.'' she said.Everything swept over me and like Sherlock fucking Holmes I knew everything.''He's been fucking you behind my back, hasn't he?'' I asked while knowing the answer. It made sense to me, as Dana had told me on numerous times to try anal, and every time I joked with her that. Just the name alone started to soak my very tight hole. We flirted for a while, me acting like an easy fuck before I told him I had to get back to my friends. I licked my lips very slowly before I turned away and made my way back to my friends. I needed him deep inside me so bad I was willing to do whatever it takes to make it happen. A half hour rolled by and I had become extremely drunk. By now the combination of alcohol and my horniness made me a woman on a mission. I immediately got. We had met only minutes before and now we sat snogging the face of each other. On looking over at Tracey, Geoff was manhandling her big tits, as they struggled to stay inside her dress and Alejandro and Mags also enjoyed a wee kiss. Both of their wet tongues visible on breaking up from their snog.On breaking the kissing and fondling, we decided to have a dance, with Geoff sitting it out, so Tracey, Mags and I were accompanied by the two Spanish guys onto the dance floor. We bopped along to a. Ten minutes later he walked out wearing a Dodgers hooded sweatshirt and a Dodgers ball cap. He scanned the parking lot for a moment and walked up to a woman loading groceries into her minivan. Without touching her, he took control. She drove him back to the Beverly Hills Hotel without even realizing he was in the vehicle with her. Jack had her let him off a block away and sent her on her way. Looking around, he pulled the hood of the sweatshirt up and began walking towards the hotel.As he.