“Uh... Hi, I’m Bob.”“Hey Bob. I remember you from pledging. Sorry to disappoint, but Chrissy and I are spending the night together. She was ju...t passing time waiting for me.”Bob looked at her and she just nodded her head.“Uh... okay. Well nice meeting you Chrissy. Maybe another time?”“Yeah, I’ll probably see ya around.” She turned to Mike and Bob just wandered away.Seeing her cup was empty, Mike took it and poured in a ladle of punch. She took it, sipping and thanking him. Then he turned her so. Why did you invite me here?” He chuckled. “Why did you come?” He asked softly. “I invited you here because I intend to fuck you.”My breath quickened at his blunt reply. Normally such crude language would have sent me reeling in the opposite direction, but with everything else I would normally do so far from where I was, his choice of words seemed very appropriate. Frankly, he was right; why was I here if it wasn’t to get fucked?Suddenly, I felt quite brave. “Where are you?” I asked.“Right here. And like anywoman I wondered what am going to wear?" Gradually I began to gather my thoughts. OK it's from Rene. He intends to meet me somewhere. He no doubt is anticipating a sexual encounter."OK Chrissie, now what?" I thought. "Do you intend to follow through with this? Do you want to see him?" The answer to both questions was yes. I drew myself a hot bubble bath and settled in the tub to soak. I'd recently shaved my legs but decided to do a bit of touch up shaving to the smalltriangular. Of course Jameson is like potato chips, youcan't just have one, so the shots were flowing freely and that was probably loosening up Debbiea little more and everyone else for that matter. The shots kept flowing which lead to the clothsbecoming looser and looser, as far as I'm concerned the more skin the better.Along with less cloths came more groping, the clerk and Shawn were sitting on either side ofDebbie. She was alternating between the clerks wanton mouth and Shawns. The clerk had ahand.