Chapter 16 by Zeebop

How Does Lois Wake Up?

Drunk and Horny

Her eyes opened in a darkened room. She could still hear the club music, somewhere far away. Something dribbled out of her pussy, down her ass and onto the cot someone had moved her on. Still not wearing pants, or panties; her shirt and jacket were still in place, though. Lois Lane reached down and touched the wet stuff, exploring tentatively. Too thick to be piss. Scooped up a fingerful and brought it to her nose for a test sniff, and then a taste.

Cum.

The reporter shifted carefully into a sitting position. It was a small room, the kind of place a bartender might have to sleep, in the dead space that might have once been a closet. Lois could touch the walls with both hands, there was barely a foot of free space between the edge of the cot and the bed.

But there was a little shelf built into the wall, with a half-full bottle of vodka and a pair of shot glasses. Lois licked her lips.

She knew she shouldn't, even as she poured the first shot. "Liquor before beer, you're in the clear; beer before liquor, never been sicker." Yet Lois Lane knew her limits. Wanted to extend the pleasant buzz a little longer.

Room-temperature vodka hit her throat, wet and with a not unpleasant hint of burn. Her pussy itched. She got like that sometimes, when she drank. Inhibitions lowered, sexual appetite unleashed. When she was in university, it was a large part of the reason why she did drink—and why she stopped, as she got out into the world, unable to afford the loss of control.

She poured herself another shot.

The door opened.

A familiar figure. Black jeans, boots, tits under the t-shirt. A distinctive bulge along one leg. She was holding Lois Lane's pants and heels. A mane of dark curly hair. A name swam to the front of the reporter's mind. Angelica.

"Hey," Angelica said. "How do you feel?"

Lois leaned back onto the bed, bringing one leg up on the bed. Displaying her cunt in invitation.

"Horny," she said, and brought the second shot up to her mouth, sipping it slowly.