The vodka hit hard and within 15 minutes we were both giggling idiots rolling about on our beds telling each other shit jokes and bullshit stories. Da... stood up off his bed and said to me "you know you just said you were up for anything? did you mean anything?" "yeah mate you know me I don't give a fuck" I boasted "well do you fancy a blowjob then?" he asked, "who off?" I questioned, "me" was the shock answer. I really didn't know if he was being serious or not but the booze has started making. I then tell Mark to take Bob's place and to fuck me. I have John and Bob feeling each other up. Then I have Bob take John's dick in his mouth. Suck it Bitch, I tell Bob. Mark, is fucking my pussy, he's surprised that I can take all of him. Fuck me hard I'm telling him, he's getting ready to cum..I tell him to cum in my pussy. So, he is filling my pussy with his hot cum. He pulls out and I tell him I want to suck his dick again. Then I tell John to come over and lick my pussy clean. Bob. Well we probabaly ought to go look for art first since thats next." I said grabbing her hand and pulling her gently towards the right directionshe followed me her hand in mine"so sarah how long have you been here?"after thinking about it I replied" about a year now." I stop as we arrive in front of the dormant art room and point at the rather erotic but descreetly censored paintign of a tall thin and well fulfilled women adn a small thin perfectly proportioned girl makeing love" I did that. I hoped whoever it was didn’t have a meat cleaver. I had my back to her, and if the first blow cut my spinal cord it might just leave me paralyzed.“Boy, you sure know how to liven up a lazy morning,” said Randi.“Go away,” I mumbled, sniffing some more, despite my best efforts.“Guys don’t cry,” she said, swatting me on my hip. I was lying in a fetal position.“News flash!“ I yelled. I didn’t have the energy to keep yelling. “They do when they do something that stupid,” I moaned.I felt her hand on.