My wife was now in the room also looking like she had had a smoke , it cant of been just grass as we both smoked a fair bit to know what the affects w...re. We had been to amsterdam together and tryed some of there strongest shit, we still dont know what we smoked untill this day . I tryed to get up but my body was like jelly, theres no way i could stand , they were all standing around my wife but she looked like she was enjoying the attention The big guy snatched the cam bag off my shoulder and. ........... ........................................... CHAPTERONE. ? A Night to remember.She stood and checked herself in the mirror, the make up looked good, theoutfit was daring yet classic in its flattery of her shape. It had been a longtime since she had been dressing up to go out. Even though she was the youngend of her thirty's she had not spent much time being single and had no time tolook after herself while she was raising her family. She was not bitter. If you see this and it is yours I will happily give you credit.deflowered like the fag she turned me into!Mistress positioned me so that i was facing her on my hands and knees as Master Michael knelt behind me,Mistress continued to verbally humiliate me as she ran her hands all over my body,knowing this combined with her removing my chastity for the first time in months would make me very hot and bothered and follow ANY command she gave me!Mistress stayed in front of me,petting me,carressing. I have access to neither seeing as how I don’t know anyone who holds or deals, and I’m not sure I’d try it even if I could. And I’m technically underaged. I have drunk before. Drunk. The only adjective/verb (that I know of) which is the way it sounds. Hell, most people sound drunk whenever they say the word drunk. But anyway, I was never really one for drinking. So this is where the diary comes in. It helps me exercise my writing skills and record my life, seeing as how I’ve had some trouble in.