It was almost 12.30 by the time DJ ended. We weren’t at the dance-floor at till then though. We left early. We meaning our whole group. We all decid...d to take the party back to the room. One of our friends scored a few bottles of beer, vodka, gin and whatnot. We took all of that into the boys’ room. By the time DJ night ended, most of us were pretty hammered, even the girls. We decided that it’d make no sense going back to girls’ room in this state. There was a good chance that any of us would. "Are you comfortable?" She asked.I turned her way, smiled and responded. "Oh yeah, I'm good. Are you?"She smiled, looked up and in a soft tone said. "I'm perfect." Then she reached back, grabbed my free hand and pulled it toward her chest. A wave of relief came over me now that I was no longer responsible for that hand. I almost laughed out loud at how ridiculous the situation had become.During intense scenes she would squeeze my hand and pull my arm into her. I could feel her heart beat under. Instead she set me up for this morning and told me I’d be meeting with you. We’ve put together some good stuff at Waterford but nothing earth-shaking. We can reschedule for the first of next month if you want.”“I’d still like to take you and Gloria to lunch or to dinner somewhere nice,” Phil said, smiling at the man he’d spent a month working beside a year earlier. “Hailey and I have nothing scheduled this week. We don’t need to talk about work but it would be good to see you both.”“That sounds. He’s not as discreet and moans out, which almost sounds like a howl. I suck him dry, pulling my lips from him with a light pop. By the time I get him to go home and back upstairs, it’s almost one thirty. I call it a night, slipping into bed and fall asleep wondering where he and I are supposed to have sex. I suppose that is his problem, if he wants it bad enough. I dream peacefully throughout the night, waking up refreshed and giddy. Mum and dad tell me about the night before, telling me they.