Her head was swimming. That orgasm had really taken it out of her and now the booze was slamming her hard. "You want more futher.. futhermucking?" ..."Yes I want more!" Tommy answered hotly, ignoring her slip of the tongue. Gretchen giggled. "Well, be a gentleman and take a girl to bed--I can't be fucking on the floor all night like a goddamn teenager!" She held out her hands and Tommy leapt eagerly to his feet, grabbing hold and hoisting her up. The room spun crazily about her and she. It looked like most of the items hada top and bottom that Anna had, very thoughtfully, tried to pairtogether for me. What the heck did she intend to go with this? I found afew tops that were either low-cut, tight or some combination of both,and then I found the pleather bustier. I wasn't sure how well this typeof top would work with the corset, but fuck it. I had to see this look.It took me a few moments, to get the top zipped on the right way, butwhen I did and looked, oh man. I looked hot.. When they got to his car, he threw the bags into the trunk and let her in. “Dinner?” he asked.“Sure,” she replied.Jack closed her door and went around to the driver’s side, but by the time he got into the car and started it up, Becca had fallen asleep. Jack rolled his eyes and put it into gear. He decided to head back to Springwater and let his prisoner get some sleep.Becca woke when the car hit a pothole as they neared Springwater. “Wha ... where are we?” she asked.“Just outside Springwater.. " I realized that I was starting to sound like a damned idiot. Twasn't me Officer! Twas tha booze! "I had ... fun last night, and I hope you did too." Yeah," Trish smiled again, and my gaze ran over her body. I felt my desire for her starting to heat again, low in my belly. She was still lovely, even with her hair askew, and sleep still present on her face."I mean, I don't know if you'd want to..." I tried to think of how to put this. Date? Marry me? I was definitely feeling emotions that were.