I had asked Amie if she had a video cam figuring it would be fun to play with her on that but she didn’t. as she couldn’t afford one.Out of the bl...e one evening my wife told me she was going to have some kind of product party… plastics, clothes - I really don’t remember - and asked if I would ask Amie if she would like to come to it. The next time we chatted I made Amie aware of the party and she said she would love to come.The night of the party arrived and people stared showing up. I was. “Ah, are there no manners in you? No introductions even?” There was a challenge in his tone. He didn’t like to waste time with frivolous talk, either. I liked that. “Here is my courtesy to you, brother,” I said. “Turn now and walk away and keep walking. This one is under my protection as well as my surveillance. You are not welcome here.” In response, he slowly walked toward me. I watched carefully, trying to gauge the speed in him. His strength was obvious, from his shoulders through his. My wife opened the taped package, as if I wasn’t competent to do it, now being such a wuss. Inside were several bottles which I saw contained pills and capsules. She opened one of them and had me go to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. I was told to take two orange pills and did so without complaint. What was I putting into my body and how would it affect me? I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. ****** After two weeks on those d**gs, my skin was softer and I had absolutely no body hair. My. My penis surged from flying half-mast to straight as a flagpole. Desperation got the better of me. I stepped up, reached out to her and pulled her into my chest. She giggled, telling me to take it easy, but she quieted a moment later when my mouth found and devoured hers.We locked together in one of the tightest and most passionate kisses of our lives. “Fuck me,” she whispered. Giving me permission, taking me into her flesh, a soft invitation to travel the journey to ecstasy and madness. I said.