Dancing, drinking, and more

Bria sauntered to the back, swaying her hips for the benefit of the camera, knowing it had to be fixed on her succulent ass. After eating nothing that day and being a natural lightweight (much to the delight of her hometown's boys) four beers was enough to intoxicate Bria.

"Hey babe, let me take those for you," a guy offered, taking the empty bottles and putting them in the sink.

Her hands were intercepted as they lowered to pull down her hem, one hand receiving an open bottle of beer, the other taken by a guy and used to guide her into a large room. It was full of people dancing, the music cranked up. Most of the people there were slamming down the beers, though it seemed to be the girls doing most of the drinking. Bria decided to join in, showing off her beer-chugging skills and receiving a sixth beer as a reward.

She wasn't completely sure what happened after that. There was a camera, and she danced for it, showing off her body to it, undulating and arching like a pro while her partners rubbed their hands all over her body, lifting her dress up, lowering her top, displaying her wares to everyone in the room. As long as the camera was there, and a beer was in her hand to keep her anything less than four sheets to the wind she didn't care. Let the boys fondle her, let the camera record her perfection, let it all lead to...