I drank the glass as if itwas water, poured another, and then another, and there was no affect onme. I had lost the ability to get drunk.Its strange b...ut that was the thing that set me over the line. Of all thethings I had done that day, not being able to get a buzz was the onethat made me go into a panic attack. I curled up into a ball on thefloor. I started to cry, then sob. What had happened to me? An hourpassed and then two. I couldn't move. I was scared, shocked. My life wasover. I was left. M translated my response to Else, who reacted by giving her in Dutch what sounded very much like instructions. This is what you will do in the next two days: twice a day, in the morning at 10:30 a.m., and in the afternoon at 3:30 p.m., you will have to come to the salon in the simplest device in order to receive your first initiation. The rest of the day, you'll be free to do whatever you want. In the simplest device? I was surprised Yes, completely naked resumed M, no jewelry or sandals. The. Not all of us are uber-coherent Narrators."Coherent? Huh... I think that's the closest thing to a compliment that I've ever gotten from you."Oops, I misspoke. What I meant to say was: Go fuck yourself."That's better."So, what are we doing here?"More Master PC stuff, only with shorter segments, along with the ability to branch off in a different direction on the very probable chance of us getting bored and cutting our losses at a specific part in one of these stories in order to take another. "Better idea!" Krissy laughed. Leaning over, she slipped the scissors between my chest and the tank top I was wearing and began to cut. "Stop it!" I shouted. Krissy simply laughed and continued cutting, when she reached the bottom, she leaned over further, slipped the scissors under the side of my panties and cut them off. Tossing the scissors over to my desk she yanked hard on my panties pulling them out from under me and tossed them to the side. Laughing as well, Laurie flipped the cut top.