... we got all night!" Deon said cheerfully, and with more than a hint of arrogance. I leaned into Todd's ear. "Can I talk to you in the other room fo... a minute?" "No, just let me take care of this. I know what I told you, but it is what it is, babe," he answered, dismissive and impatient. "Uh oh," Deon chimed in again, chuckling, "do we need to give you guys a few minutes? We can go outside or something." "No," Todd snapped. "It's fine. Deal 'em." "OK, so that's it, huh?" I said, backing away. She had invited me to go as a joke but I have always been comfortable with my sexuality and I had no problem going so I accepted her invitation.We went out to dinner and had a few drinks with dinner. After dinner we headed to the bar where we continued to drink for another two hours before the entertainment arrived. When they arrived I was pretty drunk which explains what happened next.The first dancer came out dressed like a cop. He was a well built guy in his mid 20's with dark hair. He. Over that time, a couple select tears did form on my face. "It hurts, but you love it, Hilary. Let your roommate give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. Maybe then I'll have you lend me fifty dollars." I leaned my head to his and kissed him again. I moved my hands over onto the back of his head and made out with him. Suddenly, his thrusts became suspended, and his body just lay on mine. His hands made their way under my head. "You are a good kisser." "I know." Our lips never stopped. For the sake of obeying the rules, let's say that I was "18" and "Carol" was 49. Anyway, in a weird sort of way, she would always stare me down when I was in their portion of the house. She was a little "off" because of how much LSD she did in the 60's and I was told that she actually had a nervous breakdown so, for her to stare off into space wasn't anything out of the norm. She was skinny to the point of that malnurished look and had those floppy little saggy tits. One summer morning I woke.