“Here, Christine!”

“Oh? You got a drink for me, Millie? Thanks!”

Christine accepted the drink gratefully, and lit up even more when she saw the matching glass in Millie’s hand.

“Bottoms up then, Christine! Cheers!” Millie replied. She took no chances with this, and wanted Christine to drain the whole glass to have the highest chance of getting Christine drunk.

And getting Christine plowed, but anyways.

“A drinking challenge? I’m down! Heard you were pretty good at holding your liquor, Satra. Let me show you how we Aussies do it!”

The two beauties then finished their glasses in one shot. Millie was surprised by how strong it was; she wasn’t expecting an **** of this level. She may have underestimated the absinthe, and overestimated her **** tolerance...