.. Jordan look at me okay..."I slowly raised my eyes to meet hers, and when I saw her expression Ifelt a shiver run through me. I was expecting to see...pity in her eyes,but what I found was something else altogether. It was a fiercedetermination in her eyes, but no pity that I could see. I told her,"Okay... Now what?"She smiled and giggled. "Okay... Now that I've got your attention." Icouldn't help but smirk as she continued, "Jordan, I know you don'twant these... The thing is you have them, and. I didn't realise that I had had that muchto drink. I realised somehow I had got to bed. I had no idea how.I threw off the sheets to get up.Then I realised that I was dressed as a French maid. I had never even puton any women's clothes before. How could I describe this? It was likewhen I was learning to swim. I remember that I wanted to step slowly intothe water but instead I was thrown in the deep end. I panicked and had tobe rescued.This felt similar yet this was different as I didn't. It was then that I noticed a trickle of cum oozing out of her pussy. Well I be damned, she had been fucked earlier. The more I looked at that sweet, delectable pussy, the hungrier I got, and I remembered the great words of President Bill Clinton, "EATIN AINT CHEATIN", I slowly parted her legs and slowly worked my mouth over her pussy. I swear I could damn near get her whole orifice in my mouth. Yeah, I know she was full of cum but that made it so much better. The only thing better than making. I told him that I didn't think she'd ever really make that giant step however, even drunk..because then she'd just get sick and ruin everything....and as the conversation rolled around a little bit, he asked me if I had ever heard of 'roofies'....and I lied and said "No" and he described how they were colorless, tasteless and most effective in allowing things to happen that a recipient wouldn't resist and also wouldn't remember..at all. After we discussed these, me being 'surprised and amazed'.