Despite her fearlessness in combat, her noble upbringing had isolated her from the real world. This meant she was completely naïve about social situa...ions, often becoming anxious and sometimes being taken advantage of due to her innocence, unrelenting honesty, and gullibility.Her stoic second in command, and closest friend, was a Godtouched named Cal. This was presumably short for something. No-one who asked ever got a satisfying answer. Her bright golden hair, cut in a short, almost boyish. Otherwise, the line between Charles and Charlene might startto blur even more. Which would not be a good thing at all.I popped my head into the kitchen, my eyes settling on the man at thetable with a slice of reheated pizza in one hand and a bottle of beerin the other. He quickly swallowed the mouthful of food and set thehalf-eaten slice on his plate."You going out?" he asked, sounding a little sad.I almost pointed at my lack of clothing as a response. Then I realizedthat he knew damned well. I should have paid more attention to the punch.To regress here, let me explain that the "Stallion" information pack mentioned that some of their members were grad students, including pre med. They had access to various medicines. You should also know that I do not smoke, or know anything about "street" drugs.I and the other three ladies, by chance, went to the toilet at the same time. One gal said that this was her second time with the "Stallions." "I really like the punch." We all looked at. I couldn'thelp it.Mistress simply leaned forward. "That's okay. My old boyfriend was abit of a sissy, too. You've been so polite, I would hate to let thisopportunity pass you by. Why don't you go put on something special forme and my pet?" Mistress pulled out a leash from her pocket. "My petwants a taste of you, so be quick."I watched, sucking on my lip and humping air, as Alex quickly got up andran into his room. Mistress, meanwhile, helped me out of my skirt and t-shirt, leaving me in.