“Sorry, couldn’t help it,” Phil said. “It was a lot funnier in my head. I didn’t mean to piss you off.”“You didn’t and it is funny in ... sad sort of way,” Hailey replied. “That explains Saturday but not Friday night. It also doesn’t explain why you don’t drink.”“I drink,” Phil said. “I mean, I rarely drink a lot but no one in my family is pushing for a return of Prohibition. They didn’t drink Friday because you were there. They don’t know you and neither did I. There was also the chance that. She called out to him."Richie, you've been wonderful sweetie, but remember...tomorrow its work as usual. Richie? You hear me in there? Richie?" ZiZi inquired."Yeah...I hear you!" He grumbled. He heard her alright, her voice grating, and chaffing his psyche. His temper was up again, and he wanted to punch the wall, but stopped, realizing he'd have to fix it.Damn...fucking cunt, he screamed inwardly. He knew they were role playing, why did she have to bust his balls about the work, about her. He dropped some powder into one of the flutes without her seeing, it represented one and a half of her mother tranquilizers and by his calculations, he hoped to render her very relaxed but conscious… and most importantly, uninhibited. He poured the champagne into the glasses and offered her “spiked” glass when he saw that the powder dissolved almost immediately…“Thank you Daddy, it’s my second?” Mindy reminded him sweetly… as if he would retract the offer had he thought the alcohol would. Several more minutes passed and once again Josh pulled his cock out of my mouth, bent down and once again we kissed as only two lovers could. When we stopped Josh had me turn over to my side as he went around me and sliding in behind me, took his cock and back into my cunt it went. For several more minutes he fucked me hard and then had me turn back a bit and again we kissed as he continued to fuck me. Soon he desired a change and he pulled out of me and laying me on my back, pulled my legs.