"Brittany held up her hand and leaned forward to snort a line of coke.When finished, she leaned back in her chair, smiled broadly and said,"I'm right ...ere." What are you talking about?" Ashley said. "We know you're here. We wantto know where Mark is." Like I said, I'm right here. I'm not really Brittany. I'm Mark, wearingher as a costume."Brad stood up abruptly, almost spilling a half-empty bottle of Corona onthe cocaine in the process. An alert Ashley grabbed the bottle and said,"Easy, lover.. If I had my druthers, I’d never wear clothes.”And then she opened the bag in her hand and pulled out a bottle of Vodka and a large bottle of orange juice. “I noticed you two were drinking Screwdrivers last night.”“Sweet. Thank you very much.” I piped in.“We could use one right now.” Susan told her. “Will you join us?”I couldn’t believe how comfortable Susan seemed to be standing there totally naked while chatting with a woman we’d just met the night before.“I’d love one.” Sandy answered.And. Holding her there for a few moments and then pulled out quickly making her gag and choke, spluttering and coughing. Usually as a lover, James was considerate, heavy on foreplay and petting ensuring the girl was hot to trot and soaking her panties before slipping her his monster. Now he just wasn’t in the mood for all that. He pushed her onto her back while she still choked and gagged after her throat invasion. James put her ankles over his shoulders and pushed forward, crushing her knees to her. " Of course I am. I'll always think you're beautiful." Even when my hair is white and my face is wrinkled and my breasts sag down to my knees?" Even then. Mmm. In fact, that picture is so sexy--" His lips nibbled at her ear, a sure sign of what he wanted and a sure way to set her heart racing. "--I want to have sex with you right now." Mmph." She did too; oh, how she wanted to. But there wasn't time. "We can't. Not if we have to eat first."His lips departed abruptly. "Oh, I see how it is. A man.