He pushed me, making me fall on the bed. I stayed lying down, looking at himw ithout moving an inch unless I had to.He took off his shirt and his shoe.... All he had on was his blue jeans and his underwear. He climbed on top of me and started kissing me on the lips, desperate to wrestle my tongue with his. It was a passionate kiss, it felt like it lasted for hours.After around 3 minutes or so, he broke the kiss and stayed on his knees on top of me, looking down at me. I knew what he wanted, so I. 'Be a darling Rob and pick me up from the club, text me when your outside'. Before I could say anything she hung up.I pulled my arse out of bed, slipped on some tracky bottoms and a t-shirt, jumped in the car and drove in to town. I new exactly which club she would be at and on pulling up texted her. After waiting for ten minutes I looked up to see Miss Jones walking over to my car and had to rub my eyes to make sure I wasn't dreaming. She looked fucking amazing, her black curly hair to her. Everyone was curious to see how he would eat.Mark's original thought, back in the room had been to feed him like a dog, and make him slurp from a bowl on the floor. But the boy had been very quiet and introspective during the walk down the stairs and to the dining hall. Mark knew the gauntlet the boy would have to negotiate, just to get to the table. His dining hall arrivals would get quieter in the future, but today was not only his first entrance. He was naked (unusual) and bound (an all-time. You can show us at your place."Megan was indeed more wasted than us, which was odd considering her fortification, and she couldn't find the right way to deflect that. So she just said, "Fine. Fine. Go to my closet. I'll show you."There followed a confusion of polishing off drinks, settling the tab, finding coats and totes. Bill begged off, so we poured him into a cab. The rest of us set off down the block at a merry reel to continue the party at Megan's. Fortunately there was a liquor store.