You know the type. They bring out a big jug of wine. They charge by the glass. She drank most of the jug. I really didn’t mind paying for wine. Isn�...�t that what a gentleman should do? Whatever…. We went to a ballroom club to dance. She was a great dancer! We danced the rhumba, the Cha-cha-cha, the Samba, the Tango, and the Salsa. She kept drinking. She was too drunk to drive home. I had to call a taxi. Her ride home was on my dime. Where else does a woman get falling down drunk on the. I’ve never seen one before.”Before leaving the club, Henry popped a pill to help with his erection. He could feel the pill working. Henry stood up and took off his clothes. His cock was semi-hard.“Wow, it’s really big. Could I hold it?”“Yes. Please hold it! The more you play with it the better it will be.”Henry stood in front of Molly. Molly was on the couch and reached out to his cock. She moved her hand up and down his dick. “I like the way it feels. What’s the sticky stuff coming off. As they swayed, Hattie’s lips pressed to Alice’s ear. “You’re beautifully wistful,” she whispered. “And, I would very much like to know you, as you get to know you.”Chills covered Alice’s skin; the tea was mixing nicely with the Vicodin. She couldn’t find words, just flipped that mindset switch to full-blown arousal.It was Alice who took charge this time, forcing Hattie down onto the sofa. She dropped to her knees with a growing hunger for something sweeter than the tea. Hattie seductively. “Sleep well?” she asked “yes I did thanks to and with that our morning started semi normal, well the only thing that actually changed was the way we felt but that changed everything. Our drive to school was basically the same which made me think I should make it different so towards the end I said “after lunch meet me in the last stall of the bathroom on the far side of school” nobody would be anywhere near that one and the school didn’t have enough money to install surveillance cameras. “Oh.