Taxis would be available to take people home at the end. Another tradition was that people would make their way into the nearest town pub and continue...the party there. Stan was able to watch the large party tent being erected from his office. He told Elizabeth, ‘You know, it’s so much nicer here than it was at the old place. D’you remember the view we had then?’ Elizabeth smiled, ‘Yes, the Chicken Factory next door. Ugly as sin and smelly as well.’ Elizabeth was watering Bob’s plants. They. We’ve been waiting for you guys. We’re so excited. We have wine out and appetizers out. Please come into our home.” Carl and Kimberly came in. I took their coats. Kimberly was already dressed in her white lacy bra, white thong, white thigh highs, white garter, and white heels. She looked absolutely beautiful. Her skin was chocolate brown and her intimate apparel was white. She looked absolutely stunning. We all drank our wine and chatted about the evening. We ate the appetizers and were having. I convinced her to have one drink with me (maybe because I drove her home). Pretty soon I saw that she really was drunk and probably wouldn't be going to work the next day.She was barely staying awake. At some point I just leaned in and kissed her while I put my hand on her tit. She sort of resisted then I told her "you made my cock hard now you have to fix it".She had her eyes closed, but then put her hand on my dick, leaned over, unzipped my pants, pulled it out and went down. It happened. "Then I will allow you to fulfill one of your fantasies," he offered as he reached down to his pants and began to undo them. My heart raced once more as I glanced to either end of the tunnel in fear of someone having been in with us. When Richard saw my hesitation he reached for my face and again gently caressed my cheek. "Be my little bitch… my little slut… and I will make you mine. I will treat you like you have always wanted to be… like a goddess in public… and like a whore in.