“The slut is soaking wet,” one of them said, slapping my ass. Too soon their break was over and they started to get ready for the next set. Paul�...s sister said “ Not too bad…we are having and after party at my place later. Ditch your boyfriend and have Paul bring you over so we can really get to know you better.”As they filed out of the dressing room to the stage, I threw on my clothes and washed all the pussy juice off my face in the sink, and hurried back to Paul’s table. As I passed TC he. ."I dropped the letter and rushed to the loo to be violently sick. Icleaned myself off and then sat down on the toilet seat, feelingemotionally exhausted. It seemed like my carefully reconstructed worldwas rapidly falling to pieces. There seemed to no alternative so I putmy head in my hands and let the tears flow."Are you OK, Stephanie?" asked Jules, some quarter of an hour later, "Isaw you rush off to the loo and wondered why you hadn't come back"I looked up at her; she looked visibly shocked. We'd gone out a few times but I got that same feeling that I had about my first husband. So I'd broken things off before they got anywhere near serious. Robert called to me and came over and hugged me. Paul and I had been joking and hugging each other the whole night. I had been teasing him about screwing him until he couldn't walk. Seeing how he'd been willing to go through that ballet performance for me was the ultimate aphrodisiac.I was so in love with the man it should be illegal. Anyway,. THIS sugar, had the ability to control minds. He was able to put people in a trance for 20 minutes, give them any order, make them believe any thing, and they would, upon exiting their stupor. It was amazing. He had made 2 full bags, each capable of putting an entire stadium of people to sleep. One, he was keeping for himself. Why wouldn't he? After all the hard work, he surely had no reason to hand it all over to anybody. As for the second bag though. He had big plans.George was now capable of.