The gas would massively suppress the frontal lobe of the brain, where the personality sits, most notably that which controls morality and propriety. I... also had a slightly euphoric effect, a little like alcohol, reducing inhibitions. Finally it was an amnesic, which meant that it completely wipes the memory of those who inhale it, so that for the period of their exposure, they would have absolutely no idea what had happened to them. The final fuck you, was that the gas would negate any. "What would you do to get off right now?" Beverly asked her."Anything!" Amanda immediately replied."Go take Larry's clothes off," Beverly ordered as the crowd gasped. She then said, "Renee, tell another maid to strip while she does that."Renee blurted out, "No! Not that! Please don't do that!" Stop Amanda!" Beverly ordered immediately. She angrily walked over to stand in front of Renee and said, "You never learn your lessons do you? You don't tell someone NOT to do something I tell them to do!". I'd picked her up in the car from the hairdressers on the night in question, and we'd called into the pub for a drink before going home. Unbeknown to us dad's official car had been involved in a minor scrape, so his driver had taken it to be repaired, left it and caught a taxi back to pick his own up; hence there were no cars in the driveway.Mum had taken her panties off in the car and given them to me to hold them to my face as she gave me a nice long blow job, I pulled up outside the house. .”“Sorry,” she shrugged.He looked up to Bethesda and decided to take the more politic approach, “Bethesda, sweetie, I couldn’t possibly draw you, it’d be ruining perfection.”“Aww, you’re too much of a sweetheart. Now shoosh up and lemme see it,” she grinned clapping her hands.He sighed, and showed her.“Oh wow. That’s ... is that Samanth- no ... Who is that?”“No one, just - you know - just made her up.”Kathy jumped in, “It’s really really nice, though.”Bethesda nodded, “Yeah, can you do me.