I was getting quite drunk too. As I moved from group to group, in almost each group, someone would raise a toast to me, the new guy, and ask everyone ...o down shots. After eight drinks, including some shots, I stopped counting too. Pretty much everyone was drunk, the senior partners, the managers, the analysts and even the wives. People would eat the food laid out on the tables in between, but the main nutrient for that night seemed to be alcohol.As people started getting drunker, sure enough,. ." The girl was staring at Jill and me, her pretty blue eyes as large as silver dollars.Jill smiled at the girl as if there was nothing at all unusual about the situation. To one side, Kelly was moving about, still shooting like mad. I was looking at the display case; I was sure that the poor girl hadn't even realized that she was being photographed."Wedding rings..." reminded Jill.Oh ... Yes, certainly..." said the girl, shaking her head, dazedly. Looking about wildly; the poor girl was all. I picked up the bottle, walked over to the counter and put it down. The lady smiled and told me how much it was. I had already noticed she was once again wearing a sweater that showed just a bit of cleavage and while I took out my wallet and she opened the cash register, I couldn’t help but stare at it. I gave her a bill and she handed my change. While I was putting the bottle away in my grocery bag, she suddenly said, “you like looking at me, don’t you?”This remark completely took me off guard. ?HEY WHY IS IT GETTING WARM IN HERE?!?!!?!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?! THIS IS NOT FUNNY, OPEN THE DOOR!!!!? Claire was becoming increasingly nervous at what was happening, it was definitely getting warmer in here, she could feel the heat rising and it was starting to physically oppress her, she was feeling a little clammier and her bodysuit was clinging to her skin much more than usual. Claire shouted out at the voice, ?I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU DO TO ME!!! YOU WONT SUCCEED IN CONVERTING ME, IF THAT’S.