Fair?’ ‘I must share your bed with you! That sounds an awful lot like an order, and do you really want to go there again?’ A smile and laughter ...as in my voice. I was not mad or even upset, I knew he was half-joking. ‘Okay, one hundred thousand and you are a full-time submissive?’ He was laughing, also. ‘Geez, that sounds an awful lot like prostitution…I don’t think so. Eighty and I get to choose how much time I spend in your bed, plus full benefits. Plus, I keep my other job. I only submit. They remained this way for a while, until they were at the door to her house where their hands reluctantly separated. She turned to him and shuffled nervously, avoiding eye contact before saying with that angelic voice “I-It's awful cold out … would you like to come in for some cocoa?” All he could do is smile and nod before following her into her warm, welcoming living room. “I just need to get changed, make yourself at home” She said before drifting upstairs to, what he assumed would be her. And the music would be really great to dance to!" Would? Not been on the dance floor yet then?" Nah. My boyfriend does not like dancing. But when I come here with more friends next time I sure will!" Why not now? I will dance with you...come on!" she then grabbed both my hands and led me to the dance floor. The club was playing some current chart hits, such as Demi Lovato and Taylor Swift, which I liked dancing to. Soon I was dancing with Sam and having a good time. My boyfriend meanwhile was. As it went down, it tasted sweet, and very strong. Not quite like the wine normally did, but he couldn't place exactly what the difference was. He felt slightly nervous, hoping that whatever he'd just taken wasn't some illegal drug, but he trusted Carly not do something like that to him. Within a few minutes, he began to feel a warmth spreading through his body. It felt a little like when he was drunk, but it didn't quite seem to go to his head much. Quickly, he began to feel himself.