....They sat down at the table. When drunk, Andrew began caring for Helen and she thrilled by this. I suddenly came so excited, what I felt for a long...time and matured thought - to pretend that I was drunk and see: "And what did happen?" After all, every woman is sitting nerazbuzhennaya slut and need only give a push .....An hour later, it was dark outside, I "drank heavily," barely tried their tongues and walked unsteadily to the opposite corner of the room and sat down in a chair, even lay. You look comfortable.” “I am,” I replied, “Incredibly so. Care to join me? There is also fresh Pina Colada in the blender, help yourself.” Amy groaned, “God, yes. Sounds perfect.” She disappeared inside, and came back out a moment later, with a fresh drink in hand and no clothes whatsoever. She gave me a little smile and gracefully lowered herself into the hot tub, sitting directly next to me rather than across from me. We started chatting about how the football games went for our schools, how. Adam and his friends had just left the club. Their t-shirts stuck to them as they entered the cool air. Carly ran to the usual bench on the street outside. Adam and Kev sauntered over, pushing her along to sit down."Fuck me, I'm knackered," Kev puffed out, as he collapsed on the bench. All three of them eyeing up the exiting revellers. "How the fuck do girls get away with wearing so fucking little?" Adam laughed. "Cause lads are easily pleased," scoffed Carly. Both Adam and Kev got their phones. I tell Rebecca that I actually know Tim, and worked for him. I send her a photo of the real me and tell her I live near her. I tell Rebecca this because at first, it was a fun game, but she is a genuinely nice woman and I don't wanna be a douchebag anymore. She immediately reads it, the screen shows it. However, Rebecca does not respond, not for an hour, or two or even six.Seven hours later I am eating dinner when my phone vibrates. Rebecca has messaged me.R- “Are you going to tell Tim?”Me- “No.