But that she'd needto leave so I could get some sleep. She refused, insteadcrawling onto my bed and insisting that she make it up tome. With that she ...rolled her body against mine, plantedher tequila-coated tongue in my mouth and snaked her handunder the bed covers. She worked her mouth down my bare chest, pulled back the covers and roughly tugged at my shorts.I was in some state of shock but managed to help by liftingmy hips. She swooped on my cock, and began quickly suckingit rigid, as soon as. I returned to myself and my surroundings and opened my eyes a bit. Nobody in front of me, turned my head left and right, nobody beside me. I guessed I had been mistaken and swung my feet to the floor. I didn't miss the motion out of the peripheral vision. Someone had been behind me, and now that there was a place next to me they climbed onto the couch quickly. I turned to find myself staring into the face of Lexa, she looked worried and a bit frightened. Over her shoulder I could see the rest. When I opened my eyes, nothing seemed to have changed. I only haddifficulty to remember how I got here. That's when a voice out of nowhereasked me, "Tell me your name." Eh... my name is, eh... I suddenlycouldn't recall my own name! How weird was that."If you don't cooperate you won't get any food or water. Suit yourself."With that everything went silent again. Wait. Wait. Please. Tell me whereI am. What is it, that you want? I have money. Please!!! But my pleadinggot no reaction and I dragged. She still ran her real estate business, making a goodly wage. She would still go out of Fridays and "party like it was 1999." I helped out with the chores, but having a nearly grown teen in the house cramped her style a bit.One Friday evening, a cab dropped her off. She was more than a little tipsy. I met her at the door. I helped her navigate to the living room couch, sat with her as she poured out the details of a disastrous date with the bastard she was out with that night. I comforted her.