No underwear to be worn.Rule #3: Conclusion:Gina stepped to her desk, one of the earliest to arrive in the office with no sign of other staff around. ...efore she could sit down, the 'buzz' of the intercom had sounded. Her boss, Mr. Rodriguez, or Jimmy for short, had called for her. She stepped to his office, knocked on the door and awaited his reply."Come in!" was bellowed from behind.Gina entered the office, finding Jimmy working at his desk. Gina closed the door, stepped to the desk and stood. Apparently mixing it with ethanol makes it work faster, drowsy within minutes, comatose in twenty to forty minutes. Fortunately she was out completely when she was raped and had no recollection of what happened, not even any soreness, although she was weak as a kitten and more asleep than awake for the first couple of days and tired easily for up to a week after. I was concerned about pregnancy but Gina insisted that she was on the Pill and by the following Wednesday she heard the results of. Finally, we went back to her place at around 2 am.When we got there, she told me she was not sleepy at all and asked me if I wanted some wine. I accepted as I didn’t want to go to bed either, and she brought a bottle of red wine and two glasses. We had a toast and tasted the wine. It was so intense and so good.“I’m so hot again. I had never experienced such summer here in Paris,” she confessed.“I know. It’s boiling.”“I wish I could just walk around the place naked.”“Ha-ha! Well, you can do it. They both came at about the same moment. And pulled out and began licking up all the cum that dripped down the side of each others cocks. Becky and Marcy stopped to watch them. “ They win again.” Becky said to Marcy. So I took the opening in there game to introduce myself. “ I’m Jason this is a very interesting game you guys are playing. How do you play, are there any rules?” Marcy looked up at me and smiled. “ I’m Marcy and no there’s no rules. But first you play a game of spin the bottle.