Champagne (any alcohol really), 2 Percocet, and 1 Ambien (2 to be safe)--perfect. She never stirred, never suspected. I could have done anything I wan...ed to her.The next morning she just thought she had a hangover, she blamed it all on the alcohol. It is one of the primary rules of Rape. If you can drug the woman AFTER she begins drinking, she'll never suspect. That's how the Rules of Rape really started. As I got older I began covering my victims eyes with masking tape, just in case they. It was a typical biker, non-executive, strip club. The girls were 6's or 7's. It was a rock and roll place that you could sit for a while and enjoy the views. I took a table kinda in a dark spot. Not in a corner, where management watches, but next to a wall. She had obviously never been to a place like this, or even new they existed. She was timidly staring around at everything.Just to fuck with her, I said, "Over there, and there, is where the girls dance. One day, that will be you up. We laid down on the bed and kissed and chatted and she took my cock in her hand as I played with her nipples. Her breasts were large and firm and I cupped them in my hand as I ran my tongue over her nipples. I could feel she was getting really aroused as her started to stroke faster and harder.She pushed me over on my back and she went down on me licking and sucking my hard cock until my hot cum filled her mouth and oozed out down my cock and over her hand. I said "wow you must have been. Her mother had the same black hair, cut short in a soccer mom fashion. She had a curvy body with large breasts stretching out the flowery dress she wore, a frown on her lush lips.“Hi?” she asked, giving me a weird look. “Are you a friend of Sheri’s?”“No, no,” I said. “Sheri never gave me the time of day. Ain’t that right?”“No, ignored you,” said Sheri, her voice tight. “Why can’t I move?”“Don’t worry about that,” I said as I stared at the mother, eyes flicking down her body. Another slut.