I don't for the life of me remember what the movie was because I was so nervous. By the time the opening credits had finished, Missy and I were holdin... hands and paying more attention to each other's body language than to the movie playing on the screen. By the end of the second reel, our knees were touching, and I had my arm draped around her shoulder. She leaned in closer to me, and stayed that way until the end of the film. We were still feeling a little tentative, however, which made us sit. "So intense.. Oh My God! I had no idea this shit was so good.. I'm soaking wet and so tingly already. It's amazing!! I don't think I've ever been so horny! Please.. please, don't stop." Ok hun." Jasmine said warmly. "But no more talking, except to say stop if you're not enjoying it. If you keep talking I have to punish you more. And harder. Ok Mel?" Oh right.. Yeah.. sorry" No problem.. Now take off your knickers, heels back on, then be a good girl and stand up nice and straight for me, hands. It would be fun and quite gratifying to be the first one to fuck one of the girls and to break her cherry but there were other considerations. For one thing, it was absolutely vital that he keep his carnal activities secret. Most girls would wake up the following morning with the effects of the drug worn off and be curious about what they had done but not really concerned, as long as they weren’t pregnant. However, if a former virgin were to discover she had been deflowered, without her. Fortunately Jurij quickly discovered a small, basically-appointed reception area at the other side of the hall where, behind a desk, stood a graceful woman with a Bolshevik armband who seemed to be some kind of a porter. Within a few big steps Jurij had approached her desk:"Good morning. I would like to see Alessia Vasilieva." And you are?" the porter mumbled, obviously bothered by Jurij's demand."Oh - sorry! My name would be Jurij Alexandrovich. I came to clarify a personal matter." Wait here..