"I'll Just Have One Drink"

There had been several car shares to the lake so that there were other non-drivers and Debbi was not the only one drinking. But she was the only one being relentlessly plied. "I'll just have the one" she said to Simon, pouring lager from the can into her plastic beaker. But that one drink was never ending, since whenever her attention was diverted, Simon or Stew quickly topped up the contents of her beaker from other cans. When Debbi had gone to deposit her food plate in the trash, Simon spiked her drink with the gear he had and topped it up yet again. It was an escalating cycle, with each drink Debbi's attention became less focused and so it was easier to keep refilling her beaker.

The team all noticed that Debbi was taking less and less care of how she stood or sat despite her precarious t-shirt covering. There had certainly been a lot on display when she had been invited to dance energetically to the background soundtrack of house music ! The summer evening was beginning to merge into dusk and the hire company switched on the portable spot lighting that was all part of the barbecue package deal. It was that time when everyone was taking some time out to sit and chat and Debbi suddenly found there was not a spare seat.

"Sit on my lap Deb" suggested Simon. In her growing intoxication, Debbi was happy to do so and did not seem to notice that as she was in the act of sitting, Simon flipped her t-shirt up to her waist, leaving her bottom half completely bare ! Debbi nuzzled his neck. " You're my best and favourite coder" she cooed. Leading to shouts of "Hey, that's not fair. What about us ?" "Oh, you're all wonderful too, you know that. I love you all. I'm so lucky to have such a brilliant team !"

"Have another drink" said Stew. "I did say only one. But OK, another won't hurt" slurred Debbi, amid much laughter. Some of the team announced they wanted photos of Debbi after her proclamation of love for them all. They took shots of her happily ensconced on Simon's knee, flashing her gash and oblivious to what was on show ! Simon was hoping that any photos would not highlight his own growing arousal, which thankfully Debbi had also yet to register. After a few minutes of chat and even more lager, Debbi drunkenly called out "This is getting boring, we need to play a game. I'm brilliant at charades." Under normal circumstances, the thought of a game of charades would have been deeply underwhelming but given Debbi's current state, it was much more intriguing and people were happy to go along with it and see where it might lead !