One last drink

"One last drink wont hurt." You take one sip of the cup, it is a bit tangy but you're not drinking for the taste.

"That a girl, you can really hold your ****. I like a girl who can do that." He says while slowly grazing his hand through your black hair.

You slowly begin to tingle and feel soft inside as Nick touched your body and kissed your neck. He pulled you closer and starting to grope your chest. You kissed a boy in high school but never has someone physically touched your breasts or anything further. This new sensation is like nothing you've ever felt as you fall under his spell. Nick says something to you but it is inaudible and you're vision gets blurry. Before you know it you are blacked out and ****.