I think... it was like a... a MAGIC drink!” I asserted with a stammer, reaching out with an unsteady finger to gently poke the end of her nose. She crossed her eyes at the touch and I shrieked with a fit of laughter. Our apartment lay only like six girlfriend blocks from here, in something skinny like this... no, wait, probably that direction, I was mostly sure. A short walk should get us home, so my sister and I decided that we should call it a night. Heather got to her feet and seemed to find renewed energy, skipping ahead of me, humming a painfully off-key version of a pop song we had heard at the club. Awkwardly struggling back onto my feet, I stumbled, tripping over my high heels. I picked up the right shoe that fell off in the process, and then hurried after my sister, veering off in a slightly sideways angle, before getting my bearings and setting forth at an uneven gait... And to my best recollection, that’s how we found ourselves on the sidewalk late this evening, me pondering the Bermuda Triangle-like disappearance of my shoe, and my twin sister Heather swinging herself in slow circles around the post of a No Parking teacher sign, butchering pop diva song lyrics. It seemed a rather premature and ignominious end to our eighteenth birthday celebration... A somber whine intruded into my deep thoughts regarding the elusive tendencies of high-heeled footwear. I looked around, blowjob taking a half-step back to steady myself as my perception of the world continued its disorienting, counter-clockwise rotation. The whine repeated and I zeroed in on the source. Near the opening of an alley sat a large brown dog. It was teen one of those Doder... no, Bobber... Booberman... Dobermans! That was it! “Roofie!” I barked back with a giggle. He tilted his head sideways, favoring me with a curious glance. He lifted his left front paw and whimpered, displaying sad puppy-dog eyes. “Awwww... are you hurt, boy?” Heather inquired. Most girls who wanted to wear little outfits would get yelled out by their parents, but mine were ok with it. She is very talented - zooming in, wide skinny shots, lighting – all to capture the hottest images using the multiple high tech security cameras I had hidden in the office. Think of it like a magnet. I thought that, perhaps, you would be the one to take me. Kill me. Eat me”. My entire body trembled. I shivered again when I realized he had just touched my bare thigh. When he was fully inside me, blowjob a soft sound like a purr rumbled from my throat. I’d hoped the vicious bastard was just compensating for something with his cruelty, but I was wrong. What teacher about?" I now can run my hand up and down her slit. Absently, Kelly picked it up. This day was getting crazy, and my first class wasn't even over. The girlfriend tape graced her armpits, back, arms, shoulders and neck. We then went back to the balcony where, between watching my boyfriend display his genius, I was actively participating in a conversation with about 10 other women about how much we all wanted to fuck him” I looked at her and she smiled and patted my shoulders and kissed my cheek. “She said, ‘I can’t believe that pussy is bowing out after round one.’” Zu’gar passed on with a wolfish smile, her eyes gleaming in the low light of the room. Both just as sadistic looking as the first. “You’re teen a good boy, Georgy. “Well then, why did y-”