.nothing unusual. It seemed nobody had noticed anything amiss dueto his little tryst. Other than the usual holiday absentees, it seemed tobe a normal ...onday morning at work. He walked to his cubicle, the rough,but cool jeans brushing against his smooth legs. He couldn't believe justhow erotic the sensation was. He couldn't wait to try on hose later. Hedropped his backpack in a corner and started up his computer. "Hi Derek,"he heard from behind him. He turned around, nearly jumping out of. ” Beth replied, “One of them can take my turn.”“Nope, not going to happen.” replied Raine, “Everyone had to have a turn, it’s club policy.” she said winking.“Yep.” I told Beth, “I had to have a turn, so do you.”Beth tried to continue to argue the point as Raine walked over to the CD player. She scanned the rack and selected one, inserted it and grabbed the remote. She walked back over to Beth and took her hand. She pulled her off the sofa and led her over to one of the chairs. Beth sat down in. Turner and she led me into her office. There was a man in there sitting on a loveseat. He was well-dressed but looked like muscle. I had no doubt he was armed. He didn’t stand when we entered and Mrs. Turner didn’t introduce us. He also didn’t speak but I could tell he was interested in my boobs. My rack is my best asset, I guess. I take a D cup and it’s all natural without any sag. Well, without too much sag. I’m rather proud of the puppies. That’s what men tend to look at first when they meet. The house was quiet and I got plenty of me time. It was one of these nights, a couple weeks into this new routine, that I went into the kitchen to get something to drink when I saw my sister passed out on the couch. Seeing them like this was just part of their addiction. Heroin gives its users an intense euphoric high, followed by a long low, consisting of hours of “sleep”… not just sleep, but an unconscious state that can be so deep that picking them up and dropping them on the ground won’t.