He studied me and grabbed my hand as he lead me off of the dance floor. I pulled my skirt down as much as I could with my free hand but was sure that ... small part of my ass cheek was still showing. Rodney looked for the men's bathroom. It was busy, with a few guys hanging outside of it. Rodney took me inside in front of them, not caring that they would know what was about to happen. I didn't care either. I was too drunk and horny to care. All I wanted was a cock in me. And there was no better. “Like what?”“Care.”“I do care, damn it.”“So act like it!” she shouted. Realizing that she was shouting, she covered her mouth out of fear that she was going to wake Ted. The poor guy needed his rest.Standing up, Daryl shook his finger at her and said, “Don’t say another word about me not caring.”“Well, you don’t care,” she said.Afraid that he was going to lose his temper, Daryl stormed out of the house. Getting into the car, he fastened his seatbelt before realizing that he hadn’t taken the. “How long have you worked here?” I asked. “Way too long,” Emily confided. “It’s just me and my cats, but the cats don’t pay their fair share of the rent, so I have to do it all, by myself.” Emily scribbled our menu selections on to her pad. Her leg pressed up against mine. I could smell her sweet perfume mixing with the smell of the kitchen on her apron. “You guys,” she said, “You’re always so kind.” “And we tip well,” I jokingly responded. “Yes, you do,” Emily responded. She slipped off the. When we walked in, Ann was sitting on the bed, still wearing her white cotton robe. She looked and smelled fantastic, but that robe wasn't what we were expecting. On the floor near her was a black lacquer tray. The tray had her bottle of wine, our bottle of vodka, an ice bucket, and glasses for all. The last item on the tray was a hand mirror with six fat lines of cocaine, all ready to go. Ann picked up the mirror and placed it on the bed. With a short straw, she snorted one line up her left.