"I guess," I replied. "Are you sure?, I'll have to ask for cash" "Yes OK cash." A plan formed, I would deliver it myself, I knew the pricing structure, I just falsified the entry, not to cheat Leroy but to cover the difference between the 2.5% sedatives and the 0.5% regular supplies she was expecting, the thought of her sleeping away her expensive holiday was a great pick me up. A party was in full swing when I arrived, she handed the cash to me without a flicker of recognition and took the Jiffy bag, I just walked away, back to the van. The calls stopped around midnight, I sent a few items with couriers and cab drivers, then I put the answer phone on and went to see how the party was going at No 33. I took the stairs and when I reached her landing I saw her door was open, a trail of vomit led to the lift while inside the flat I could see people sprawled around over the expensive designer furniture, blood and vomit smeared around bore mute testimony to the fact something was badly wrong, and as I stepped inside the flat I saw Kate slumped in her easy chair her head resting against the wall, I saw our Jiffy bag on the side board and I quickly checked and stuffed it and the three little plastic bags it contained inside my jacket. I looked around, rich over privileged idiots suffering the after effects of their high, I guessed they had mixed E or something with the sedative with unpredictable results, I found a girl sprawled on a bed her expensive gown round her waist her breasts exposed. a trouser-less man beside her peering intently and in apparent disbelief at his flaccid penis, another couple sat together against a wall watching with mild disinterest as I stepped over their legs. There were others sprawled around, but Kate seemed just to be resting, it seemed wrong somehow, I twinks saw cases near the door, a coat placed over them, an airline envelope presumably containing her tickets protruded from a pocket, I went across and checked them, a scheduled flight, check in 06 00, tomorrow, well today, her handbag was beside her, it made sense she was planning to sleep on the plane, she would party all night and then fly. I sat down, among the zombie like party-goers, they seemed incapable of anything coherent and I realised I had got it very wrong, I thought she and she alone would be affected, but seeing her seemingly just resting I decided to take some action, it seemed obvious, at the time. First I took her cases to the lift, then helped her to the door, she seemed totally confused, but she offered no resistance, I pressed for the lift, thankfully it was empty when it arrived, I found a clean vomit free corner and put the cases inside then I helped her in and propped her in a corner before I pushed the button for ground floor. The door whoosh-ed shut and the lift started to descend, she leaned against me, and breathed in my face, the stench of vomit in her breath was revolting, cumming then she started to throw up. I held her as the disgusting cocktail of pizza and alcohol gushed across the lift floor. The van was parked jut yards away from the Foyer entrance doors and as the lift door opened I could see it in the distance, I guided her through the automatic doors, half carried her fetish to the van and then collected her luggage. I left her and went back to check the flat, rushing up the stairs three at a time, but now neighbours were clustering around the flat. a girl was banging on someone's door, two men nearby were squaring up drunkenly, one bleeding gently from a cut eyebrow. "I've called the Police." one older lady told me. "Best Idea, " I replied as I continued to the top floor before coming back down in the lift. I just got back to the van just in time as the police arrived, but they ignored us as they simply strode right past us, intent on checking the building, so I simply drove away. I took her back to the "Office." I gay stacked the cases in the corner then I went back to the van and helped her across the pavement the door and then I half helped and half carried her up the stairs to the office. I sat her in a chair. She was completely oblivious to events around her, she didn't seem to know or care about anything, then she started giggling. I heard voices from upstairs, I realised we were not alone, I left Kate and went to the stairwell , I head footsteps, someone was moving about, A girl giggled, a man growled playfully and then the rhythmic thud of bed against wall told its own tale. I had a brainwave there was CCTV cameras in the upstairs rooms, I had heard Frank had filmed punters and flogged the film to some porn Video outfit, so I switched on the camera from his control panel and selected the feed from the bedroom. The screen showed a girl and her punter, she was lying on the bed face down, he was energetically thrusting into her, his jacket laid across the chair and trousers around his ankles. it was hardly beautiful or erotic but gee did that asian guy have some energy. I smiled and checked the other camera feeds, the rest of the place seemed deserted and I checked for answer phone messages but there were none. I waited until the "Gentleman" left and confronted the girl as she came back up the stairs. You've been thinking about it over and over, playing with yourself alone in your bed, aching for another man to give you what you crave.” “Did you get told how to do pelvic muscle exercise after you had Harry?” I asked. In a few minutes, she shifted herself a bit which caused a minor movement of my penis inside her. King of my castle. “You won’t believe how this tastes.” "No, I've never, uh, done that." Stacy bit her lip and began to breathe heavily as Cindy manipulated cumming her nether regions. Barkley snorted and his shaft responded to the intimate caress. She asked me why I stopped. Before it starts pouring like crazy again!" “Yes, yes, yes!” Stefani moaned, hammering her mother's cumming snatch. Dylan and Jack, you’re up first. If only my dad was still here. Juice splashes all over as it overflows the cup causing me to jump back. "Henry," she said, cutting me off, "The curtains and switch gay your bedside lamp on." “Yes! "What about me?" "I don't want to be pregnant." As Zack was saying all that I was starting to panic, my heart was racing but my pussy was gushing and my nipples and clit were throbbing. “But I haven’t got anything to wear.” I said. She looked down at asian herself. Emma giggled nervously. Pita reacted, well, insanely, but twinks I doubt others would just throw themselves at me. I bet I would be teased. “Ouch!” I exclaimed, fetish breaking the messy kiss, as I suddenly felt Aunt Sheen grab my semi-erect cock from over my cargo shorts and squeeze it hard. And your heart, it breaks, While I head to my room. Maddie was amazed by the man’s tale. “Show us your tits, please!” The almost exclusively male passengers are relaxed in anticipation of getting laid, so a party atmosphere prevails. But among Asians, there are some stereotypes about whites.