As she looked at herself, Marie also saw the dress that she was wearing. This made her cry even more because she knew that she would never be able to ...ear that dress again. The dress would make her remember that afternoon of humiliation, and she knew that she could never bear to wear the dress that would be forever associated in her mind with that meeting.But first, she had to try to clean herself and think of what she was going to say to Jane.The shower washed away the remnants of the cum and. I was really embarrassed to face her. But she was actually having that shy look on her face and the only thing I could tell her was sorry and I ran away. That evening I dint go to her quarters and was watching TV. My mom has gone to hospital for an emergency call and I was alone. It was about 6.45 in the evening and at 7 it was going to be power cut for half an hour. It was then I heard a knock on our back door and I went and opened it.To my surprise it was Glory. She was on her way back home. ? This was not the mother of thetwo year old son which she knew she would never again see.? ?This22 year old woman was sultry, lithe, and alive as she had never been.? She put her leg down, her twenty minute longroutine at an end.? With sweat drippingoff of her nose, hands, and legs, she walked wearily but confidently from thestage.?? Many of the men were clappingand yelling while a few wrote something down or made voice notes into taperecorders and cell phones.? She hopedthey were writing good. Now, she slowly started to panic. Did some bondage go wrong with her boyfriend? No, that didn't seem right, this was not his bedroom.“If you are trying to figure out what happened, I can tell you,” A female voice said behind her. “You were at a club, do you remember it? Your friends invited you, but after you arrived they said they were running a little late. So you had a drink.” There was a momentary silence then the voice continued, “That drink was spiked with a knock out drug. After it took.