Everybody had passed out wondered off kopped off or went home apart from me and two girls so we went back th there appartment to drink more booze. the... girl whoed spent all that time dressing me up and the clothes that i was wearing told me that i looked really sexy and we started kissing one thing led to another and we started stroking each ohers bits and pieces. the extacy and booze had taken effect and even tho i was incredibly turned on by her and what i was wearing i was struggling to get. It seemed as if everythingwas there, and in working order.Slowly he began to move his limbs. His first attempts brought onstabbing pain. He thought that he must be badly hurt to feel so muchpain, however, the more he tried, he realized that his muscles werewhat was aching. He felt like he did that time that he had liftedweights with his friends, his muscles had hurt him after that.This thought pleased him, but when he examined why, he foundthat although he could remember the incident, he could. It was really quick cause Jack had already laid out all the outfits from the night before and we just had to pull our dresses over our heads and slide into the French maid outfits. So we went out like that and the guys were singing and joking like they do but there wasn’t the same tension as the night before cause there was no more bidding. And he took photos of all of us girls together and then individually and then more with our various masters and lends standing behind us. Then it was back. He looked at me out of the corner of those gorgeous grey eyes as he tilted his head to the side. I just stood there, grinning, as it occurred to him what my words implied. ‘Darlin’, if this pie is any indication of how you cook I just might have to marry you.’ If I wasn’t halfway smitten before, the combination of his teasing words and the wink he added would have done it. Giving him a smug grin in return, I walked back to the counter, unaware he was watching me the entire way. A few things.