The good thing about alcohol is its ability to negate any and all inhibitions one may have while sober. As our inhibitions began to leave us, the con...ersation between the three of us got more and more naughty. At first we spoke about who we liked and who other people liked. Then we started to talk about what made us horny, who we’d slept with, and so on.The problem with this situation was that Jen and Liz were such huge flirts that they wouldn’t stop if they knew it was affecting me – and. .. hah! He would sleep with his own mother if he thought it would earn him a buck. So why would the Feds be interested in you Mr Ogilvy?"'Here comes the crunch' David realised. 'Truth or dare'."Its like this Mr Costello, I'm aware that the President of the United States is one corrupt son of a bitch, and he knows that I know. So he wants to get rid of me."Costello raised his hand. "Enough for now." turning to the men surrounding David, he said, "Guys, get yourself something to drink and go. Smiling wickedly, he walked away leaving Mason with the dilemma of what to do with Grace. Devastated and enraged, he crouched on the floor and cradled the girl's head in his lap. Harry crept closer to help but both were surprised when moments later Grace's eyes fluttered open and she coughed violently, clearing her throat of the man's viscous seed."Grace," Mason gasped. "I thought..." Water," Grace croaked.Harry disappeared to return with a tall glass. The disconsolate girl drank, grimacing as. Finally I reached the chambers of Princess Maidina. I was encouraged in (pushed) and the door closed behind me. In an inner chamber there was a movement and I took a deep breath and ventured forth. There she stood: the image of her mother as a twenty year old. Maidina was a massive roly-poly person in a chiffon, fairly see-through, negligee. Like her mother, she moved with a grace that belied her bulk; she had breasts that probably outweighed most water melons. And she had the hots for me, that.