I had no choice. I looked over to the girl and she is on the couch getting her pussy eaten out and sucking a cock.I decide then I had to leave. I look...ed for my outfit and my panties and bra. I could see my panties just under a soft chair; I bent down and tripped over, still very drunk. I ended up on my knees and my body resting on the chair. Then I felt a guy behind me grab my ass and then something touch my pussy, it was his cock. I tried to stop him and I couldn't as he was very strong. Then. Then came the words I had been dreading all evening, only from the point of view that I would miss them. “I would like to thank you all for being here, tonight. I hope you’ve enjoyed this Golden hour. Have fun, you wicked people!”With those words, the show ended. The pianist relaxed on her stool and I made a beeline for her.I stepped up to the podium. “Hi,” I said, “007 at your service.” She slid over on the stool to give me some space to sit next to her.“Hello,” she responded, her voice just. “Pick the ring you want Honey, for our engagement,” he said smiling. There were three shiny rings in the box. All with different stones but in white gold. They were all amazing. The first was a carrot Diamond, the second a carrot Ruby and the third a carrot Emerald. They all had smaller Diamonds on either side and I knew they were all very, very expensive. “Sweetheart, these are too much all I need is a band. A simple gold band,” I said wiping away my tears. “That comes at the wedding. These. Additionally, they wore white button-down blouses made from a very light fabric, and these could only be buttoned to the midpoint of the girl's chest in order to fully display her cleavage. The rules also stipulated half-cup shelf bras, which provided some support while ensuring the student's nipples were in direct contact with her blouse; the combination of the constant stimulation of the light cloth and the freely-circulating air was designed to keep their nipples erect and visible through.