We never go to enough parties.”“Well, that’s an up point for me,” Carter replied.“Of course. You’re as boring as he is. No wonder you two ...ake such a good pair.”A good pair? What the hell was Alex talking about? He was about to ask when Aron placed their drinks on the table. Ah, damn, he could not really talk to Aron, if that scumbag Alex was going to tag along all the time.He spent the rest of the evening in a daze, and felt guilty for it, too. It was clear as day that Aron was trying really. The midwife was raising it to her shoulder, looking expectantly at the wasted form of the child’s mother, who rested against the pillowed headboard of the great bed. Dark burgundy swatches of the finest silk spread across her lap and were draped over the huge clawed bedposts, pooling like blood on the thickly carpeted floors. To either side of the bed a small, mahogany table, with withering roses in a porcelain vase. Roses covered the walls too, pale mauve instead of burgundy, reflecting off. You remember me doing that last night and you tell me again that it felt very wrong – but wonderful. You ask me if I’m going to do it to you again. You blush up at me and tell me that you hope I will. This makes me so hot for you, my Princess! I have you rinse the soap off my hard throbbing cock. Then I tell you to be a good girl and get down on your knees -- I'm going to teach you something wonderful. I hold your lovely face in my hands and bring my stiff cock near your face. I order you to. God, what was that? It burned all the way down her throat and made her eyes water. She had had very little alcohol in her life, the last on her eighteenth birthday a few months ago, but never anything as potent as that. The gang laughed again, and Freddy's face turned red. Embarrassed herself and not wanting her boyfriend to look like a fool Ashley took another sip, and this time she was able to avoid coughing, if barely. How had anyone managed to bottle liquid fire? What could possibly be in.