“Cheers!” we shouted in chorus. My dolls and I had just taken a sumptuous dinner and we’re now celebrating our victory earlier in the day.
The expensive wines served us well with its seasoned taste. And after a pair of them done and emptied, all of us felt how great it was to be alive.
That rare heightened feeling of being in the moment and enjoying every second of it. A tasty by product of the spirits we drank.
“TUGS!”
“TUGS!”
“TUGS!” loud music was surrounding us and the mood to party was very suitable for the club’s goers.
“Do you have a girlfriend, Damon?” Beatrice whispered to my ears. She and Candice were on each of my arms while Anastasia and Daisy were seated in front of us.
Beatrice really wanted to get a piece of me because her soft breasts were deeply plastered
