Louie screamed out for a short moment, but then bite his teeth. He started calling James names. "Shut the fuck up, Louie!" he said and turned his back...on him. I kept staying right beside James' for-mer best friend who writhed with pain on the floor.James went outside and came back after a few minutes with a suitcase in his hand. "Is that what I think it is?" he asked Louie who held his knee. James must had him shot right into the kneecap, that was surely very professional. He sat the suitcase. Let's face it: some ofyou may even have got so drunk on a bottle of cheap wine at Boy Scoutcamp that you ended up being gangbanged in your teddy.When you think of all the things that people do and say when they getshit-faced, and when you consider how aroused my friend Steve's doggets whenever Steve drinks to excess, my two little mistakes -- first,the slip of the tongue that got Erika interested in "curing me of mymale chauvinism" and then my little confession -- that I sometimes woremy. You teach her a good lesson.” Nina was soon squirming to the tune of Monica’s hand. It was after all her second spanking with only a short break facing the wall on her naughty spot. The stinging started immediately so her already sore bottom stung even more intensely from the onslaught from Monica’s hand. The tears flowed. Nina gasped as each spank hit home. Nina was struggling to cope with the spanking and it was only when Monica rested for a bit that Nina could think about her predicament.. She knew it too, and before I had time to ask anything she turned around and began pulling me from the dance floor. We stepped carefully through the crowd, with my hands on her waist, hiding the bulge in my pants between our bodies. She guided me out to the lobby and found a deserted sofa. As we sat down she snuggled in my arms. Are you surprised? she asked. Duh! I thought, and couldnt really come up with an adequate answer. She replied for me, Im probably more surprised than you are, though..