I made my way up to him and timidly said hi. He replied in a nice, kind voice. "Hi to you to! Jess, right?" Yeah. And you're James." Uh huh. Wanna get...a drink of vodka?"I simply nodded my head and followed him. "Here. Drink up!"So I downed it. It sorta burned my throat, but also felt good. I think I had about 10 and I was so drunk it wasn't funny. Suddenly, James took my hand and started to lead me upstairs. I was not sure what was going on, but I just giggled like a drunk weirdo, which was. She put together the group in high school, and they continued their tags years later. She was dressed in a hoodie and leggings for optimal movement.Wes was a thrill seeker and the rational head of the group. He had no artistic prowess, though was strong enough to keep the rest going. He had a dark long sleeved shirt and sweat pants with shorts underneath.Sami was a small bundle of judgmental energy. Her life revolved around telling people off and almost getting things done. Next to Jo, however,. Half of her body was silhouetted in darkness while the other was softly highlighted in silver from the moonlight in the hallway.Emma was once an Olympic hopeful when she was in her teens. Her specialty was swimming the 400 meter relay as well as the 200 meter butterfly. She since has achieved black belts in several different disciplines of the martial arts. First it was Karate then Kung Fu and finally Brazilian Jiu Jitsu that made her all the more attractive to Robert but the one thing that. Demis was soon rubbing the oil in, he used different types of movements and she could feel the tension being released from her back, Demis really knows what he is doing she thought.As his hands moved over her, she could sense not only the tension leaving her body but a feeling of arousal such as she had not really felt before.His hands began to rub her lower back, first in circular motions and then a soft kneading. She could not help herself, she wanted his hands on other parts of her body and.