Dinner and dancing 7 p.m. – midnight Black Tie, Masquerade Mask required RSVP by Friday, January 11, to Alicia Page at xxx.xxx.xxxx or [email protec...ed] Upon confirmation of your RSVP to attend, the location of the event will be provided. I’m surprised by this invitation since I don’t know anyone in, nor have I ever heard of the International Bacchus Brotherhood. Plus, the event is this Saturday night, and I’m way past the RSVP date. I login to my laptop and Google International Bacchus. But I have just pretended, I quickly returned my hand on your belly, touched your lower-most ribs, embraced your body.I sat down on the Persian carpet, while still embracing you from behind with my right arm. I pulled you from the sofa, down on the floor, just next to me. I put you on your back and took off your pull-over and blouse. I started breathing on your barely visible down running from your last ribs to the navel, sniffing, gently kissing, while my hand started kneading your breasts. ......now that she had eyes everywhere in the club.She sipped the vodka slowly. The older men drank theirs, laughing. Roxxhad to join in as well.It's good to be king... no...It's good to be me.***Mary liked her new name, her new hair...Her new life. It was just so much easier to do what Roxx said.When she said 'Dance', she danced.Everything was just so simple now, there was money. And she didn't wantto be high anymore.And why would she, everything was all tingly now.The tattoo on her back was. Susan was the innocent eyed, glasses wearing petite teenager with the hungry appetite of a born man-eater. She would meet males, seduce them and chew them up and spit them out exhausted and so confused that they didn’t know what had hit them.Sister Agnes knew the inner workings of these bad girls right down to their last condom. She had been around and seen a lot before she became a nun and she had the instincts of a survivor not matter the right or wrong of it and she was willing to take a.