“What the hell?” he commented.“I don’t know, but I don’t think it’s good,” I replied.“GET UP, BITCH! WE’RE GOING HOME! MOVE YOUR FAT...ASS, YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT!”At that point Nick came hustling out of the swinging doors to the kitchen, followed closely by his cousin. He looked angry; she looked nervous. “What going on? You get out of here!” I don’t know how long Nick had been in the country, but he still had his heavy Greek accent.“FUCK YOU!” The newcomer swung and connected with Nick’s. It was actually rather touching.So in they came. We ordered some Thai food for them and I drank a little bourbon and watched and actually enjoyed their company. They were both intelligent and widely read (at least by modern standards) people who could discuss politics, art, music — whatever, and keep me amused.We had a fairly pleasant evening together and I was feeling much better by the end of it.Around 9:00 that evening I was about to retreat to my ‘private space’, my bedroom, sitting. This womanly set of boobs combined with her young-looking innocent face was a real crowd pleaser. Her shy reserved personality only made her more attractive to the older men. It was not uncommon for them to go home and fuck their partners while imagining ramming their cocks into the new girl at work.Anna had a way of making those around her think of sex. It was as if they could smell that beautifully shaped fresh cunt that she had hidden from sight between her thighs. She knew that she was. This was Lindsay's first time drinking, and after about 3 mixed drinks, she was so drunk she could barely stand up. But to my surprise, she kept drinking. By 8:00 though, she passed out on the couch across from me, with her ass in the air pointing right at me. I sat and stared for a few minutes, becomming more obsessed with each passing second. I stood up and walked over to sit besider her. I called her name a few times, and poked her, but she did not budge. Then I put my hand on her.