Spankworth, who had eaten nothing but processed Earthling food for the past 48 hours won quite easily, earning the respect and admiration of all. The ...reliminaries were wrapped up with a discussion period of past experiences with alcohol and marijuana intoxication and the bizarre sexual encounters that resulted from over-intoxication. Huffy easily took the best story prize here with her narration of the time she'd gotten stoned with a group of workers in a Martian chicken farm."Okay then,". My hands were gently stroking her back as she stood in front of me, our bodies gently moving like we were slow dancing. Slowly I lowered my hands to her ass and with both hands I gave her firm ass a little squeeze, it felt so good to hold a woman. She said let’s get a little more comfortable and she started unbuttoning my shirt and then my pants. I slipped my shoes off and my clothes fell to the floor and I unbuttoned her dress and it fell to the floor. My hands were grasping at her bra, it had. Then he gave them a last, loving squeeze and released her breasts.Liz smiled vampishly and backed slowly off, still shaking her tits as she straightened.Derek began rubbing the extended swelling of his prick, trapped within the material of his right trouser leg.Now Liz no longer bothered accompanying her dance with any pretense at music -- not even humming. Now she concentrated on the movements of her body, intending to arouse -- that, and nothing else.Slowly, her gyrations became less hectic,. It was, in all honesty, special. And the more he called my name, the more it sounded special. I started calling my friends home for dinners. We sometimes drank the wine my husband brought for us. I was living. My parents’ greatest gift to me wasn’t giving birth to me, their greatest gift was marrying me off to a stranger. One night, my husband and I were drinking. He asked me what I want to become. I barely whispered, ‘I want to become a writer.’ The expression on his face was priceless,.