So, how could I refuse? This girl wouldhave looked fantastic in a garbage bag, as far as I was concerned.So, I mumbled something like, "Yes, of course... no problem, helpyourselves to my stuff in the bedroom." - and they headed for my roomand locked the door.I couldn't find any reason after that for concentrating on Frenchverbs, what with the thought of Geraldine in her suspender belt, braand panties, trying on my school uniform in my bedroom.There were lots of giggles and laughter over the next. " Harlan D'Urzo, Hugo's most trusted advisor, replied as he stepped into the Regent's office."Damn it Harlan!" Hugo nearly shouted at his advisor as the grey little man came up to his desk, "Regency Day is but three weeks from today! I need that bloody crosier!"The crosier of which Hugo was speaking was a richly ornamented staff, covered in gold and stones. While the materials covering it meant that it was indeed a valuable item, the crosier's true worth was the fact that it was the prime. As the dress has a zip all the way down the front, I could lower the zip as much as I wanted and as I had more drinks, I lowered the zip more and more. The dress was made of a heavy cotton material and would blouse out at the front giving a clear view of my naked tits and nipples. It was apparent that as the zip lowered the waiter always stood behind me to top up my drink. I would glance down and see what he saw, my tits and nipples, hardening more all the time, in full view to the waiter. I. My head was aching and my body felt as if I had no strength orcoordination. In addition I needed to take a pee pretty urgently. Thedrinks I'd had last night must have been stronger than I thought or Imust have had more than I thought.I rolled my body off the bed and stumbled into the bathroom. It wasstill dark, but I knew where everything was in the holiday apartmentwe'd been renting. We go home in a day or two--hence the party lastnight.It was when I went to pull my underpants down I realised.