" Gina snatched her arm away from me but grinned, "Not as much fun as we're gonna have, C'mon!" I was being led against my will toward Bria's directio...."Um, nah I don't think this is a good idea, I just had one drink with her and a really good conversation but that doesn't mean I should go stalking her." I nervously looked from Bria's enchanting eyes to my friend. "Whatever," was all Gina said as we stopped in front of Bria who had, by that time, stopped dancing and grabbed a beer. Damn, she. ”Father Bjornsson looked around at the men, noticing the older men nodding even as the bafflement of the younger men deepened. “I think we will start by having a few of the older members explain how they came to be here. Any volunteers?”The eldest among them nodded and stood. “My name is Harry and I am the grandfather of blondes,” he said in a quavering voice, weak with his advanced age.“Hello, Harry.”Harry was a pale skinned man with age spots dotting his face and wispy white hair still. It was she who broke the kiss, pretending to gasp for air, actually trying to make a decision she failed to realize was already made. Relentlessly, his tongue probed the inner recesses of her open neckline. He could feel her pulse racing, as he tenderly kissed along and down her neck."His hands - where are his hands? The octopus," she thought, emerging from her sensual haziness. "God help me, my dress is wide open. Aahhh, I did it myself - what a slut I am," she postulated, as if reciting a. Ok now I am really feeling wierd.The next thing I know, I am on the couch on my back fighting to keep my panties on. Keith has forced his way into taking off my top, I didnt have a bra on, and now has taken my shorts off and working on my panties. I am screaming for him to stop, "I am not that kinda girl man, leave me alone". He slaps me right across the face. He then says,"You will do what I say or you can be made to do what I say!". I then realize that I am going to have to play this.