It was like claws down a blackboard, she couldn’t take it. ‘Just shut up and let me think!’ Miranda yelled at him. ‘The time for thinking has ...assed, Binty,’ he exhaled a cloud of smoke and ground out his cigarette, ‘We need to act,’ he looked Sam over, still splattered with vomit and passed out, ‘We need to get you and your bird back to your flat.’ Miranda swallowed her pain, her anger and her fear and was able to look Grey in the face. ‘So, you’ll help us more?’ ‘We’ll see,’ he walked over to. Around 2am my sister had had enough and decided she would head to bed. She told us we would be sleeping on the living room floor, but she brought us a foamy mattress, a blanket and some pillows. My sisters boyfriend kindly donated his large shirt to my girl so she could sleep comfortably. Sally stripped down to her underwear and slipped the shirt on, we made out briefly but she was clearly drunk and I could already tell I wouldn't be getting any action tonight. Nothing is more frustrating than. Ugh, this dude seriously needed conditioner and a professional stylist inthe worst possible way.His pale blue eyes, which were slightly bloodshot, seemed to grow wider whenhe spotted me. The corners of his mouth turned up into a small, tight-lippedsmile I didn't find comforting at all. It wasn't friendly expression, Oreven a simple, polite greeting.It was the grin of a malicious child who just discovered something bothexciting and enticing. Something they were eagerly looking forward toplaying. I was duly punished severely by Hortense, and sampled all the women’s nether regions during the evening. I was whipped mercilessly by Margot and spanked like a small boy by Stella, Anita brought me off by face sitting me as she teased and tormented my balls, taking me to the point of orgasm many times before denying me; allowing me to come only after I had begged her. Finally, when they had had their fill of me, I was made to stand by the table where my new items lay, the dress, wig and shoes.