On the way home.

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Christine's POV I cannot remember the last time I was this drunk. I think it was in university, and I was totally out of control that night. I just made Mike, and he took me for my first time to drink. It was the first night we had s*x. I don't want to think about Mike. He is disgusting. I would rather have s*x with Jonathan. I look at the man sitting next to me, and I know that I am nauseous at this moment and I need to go to the loo very quickly when we get home. However, his lips look so inviting. I am so glad that we have a chauffeur driving us home, because I don't believe that he is in any state to drive either. He looks a little flushed as well. He must have had too much whiskey. His lips look so inviting. Maybe if I steal a kiss, I will not be so nauseous. Will Jonathan push me aw

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