I had been given a project to complete a pencil drawing of a life model and I had made a real hash of it, I had however been working for weeks on a pe...cil drawing of Miss Cartwright, I had drawn her naked with her legs open, a hairy muff and a gold chain around her neck with a heart on it that she always wore. Maybe it was the frustration of having cocked up the first picture, maybe it was my attempt to show her what I thought of her I don't know but I do remember handing in the picture of her. Stacey used the table to steady herself as she raised herself up. I may have been drunk but she was definitely in a worse state, and the funny thing was she still had a whole four hours of drinking ahead of her. She held her arms out and we shared a friendly embrace and she kissed me on the cheek before I left. Stacey really was a great friend and I found myself unconsciously questioning my sexuality again. Repulsed by my own thoughts I shook my head to somehow clear them. Alissa was. He went from sensual to forceful and Alexis loved it. The sound of his body hitting hers made a loud slapping sound. Alexis started calling out “oh god!” with each thrust of his cock. Alexis climaxed and dropped on her side with Ian laying next to her. He wrapped his arms around her pressing her breast against his chest. Her nipples were still hard and he body still covered in sweat. Ian kissed her for the first time and placed his tongue in her mouth and she responded in kind. He slowly. Patricia. Are you OK? Can you hear me?”I looked up at him. My head was foggy. “Who are you? What happened?” After speaking I realized that the ball-gag had been removed.“I’m Sam. You passed out. All the guys got scared and went upstairs. I was scared too but I couldn’t just leave you down here. I’m a lifeguard at the pool so I cleared your throat and gave you CPR. I think you are going to be OK now. At least I hope so.”I looked up into his kind eyes. “Sam. Sam. Thank you, Sam. Thank you. You.