Sally must have passed out then, as she came too she heard voices and looking groggily up she saw Mike’s boss and another man near her, this time Mi...ke’s boss came to her, lightly stroking her hair he murmured an apology for what happened but it was unavoidable he said. Sally tried to sit up and found herself manacled to the bed, she tried to struggle realising whatever she had drunk had started to wear off, and panicked as one of the maids forced more or the drink down her throat, Sally felt. All the officers were watching us, especially Samantha, intently now. The looks on their faces ranged from surprise to sympathy and understanding. All of them seemed interested, however, in what was going on. I was watching Samantha closely, so I caught it as she blinked her eyes in surprise. The fear drained out of her face, replaced by... excitement. She looked at Amy with a small smile on her face."He just switched to 'Amy Mode'," she said, grinning. Amy looked at her, confused. Samantha. I find myself biting down on the corner of my towel to stop me from making any noise. Every week I find myself in the same position, on the bench legs spread wide and rubbing my pussy. One week I notice a new girl swimming, she is blonde, and has tattoos on her legs and arms and can see from the outline of her costume that she has her nipple pierced all of which I find very horny. Her tits are round and full and often threaten to spill out of her costume. I find it very distracting as I swim up. I have the Triple Toe Stumble, the Broken Axle, and the “Can’t I Lever Get This Right?” My performance was the highlight of the night. Everybody thought it was a comedy routine. I was flat on my face within the first two minutes. I got up, dusted myself off, and then landed on my ass thirty seconds later. I slipped trying to get up and wound up knocking over an entire high-top table. The two girls sitting there had been sharing a pitcher of beer. It wound up drenching all three of us. The.