She also weaved a little as if the resulting body motions disturbed her balance enough to need correction. This led me to guess that Karen was now dru...k. Corroborating evidence existed in the form of our current place of occupation being a college hang out, and her being a college student."Hi," she added after allowing me to make the response I didn't make. She, then, giggled, then steadied herself again.Finally, I answered. "Hello, I'm Kenny." Hi, Kenny." She giggled again. "I'm drunk." I see. She told them that they had to finish quickly because she had to get in to her husband. The first guy finished fast and went back inside so the wives wouldn't get suspicious. The other two guys took their turns quickly as well, but by that time a couple of her other dance partners found them (or were told about the situation). Then a line formed and she was so horny and enjoyed the power of making these guys cum so fast that she lost track of time and just kept it up until Cheryl came to help. Pretty soon her boyfriend would be here to take her to school and she needed to be ready when he got here. It was a Wednesday so she was dressed accordingly in blue jeans, a t shirt and converse, with no panties. She wasn’t going to bother wearing the panties today, since every Wednesday she went straight home to be her boyfriends bitch.A few minutes later Rebecca was brushing her hair and she heard the door to the small two room apartment that she and her mother share open. A moment later her. "It got big again!" she whispered softly to Mike. "Michael, could I ask you a private question?"He suspected what she would ask, and grinned to encourage her. "Certainly girlfriend. You're a stranger here. I expect you have lots of things you want to know." Is Leon, um, malformed?" Her face grew quite red. "I mean, is it supposed to be that big?"He chose his words carefully. There was no way he wanted to heap another racial stereotype on a girl who was already crammed full of them, even if that.