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The Drunk Meme

1. Drinking Games. You're at that special level of drunkenness where previously unimagined things start to sound like a good idea, like another drink. It's cool, I know this great game that will inevitably end with everyone involved being totally wasted. You play until... shit, what were the rules again?

2. Unsolicited Advice. Oh man, you suddenly know the solutions to all of life's mysteries. All it took to figure it all out was half a pint of whiskey! It's time to tell all your friends how to fix the problems with their personal lives, whether they want you to or not.

3. Drunk Texting. Frankly, you can't IMAGINE why anyone wouldn't want to hear about how drunk you are right now. If only you could remember where the vowels are on this tiny keyboard. Drawing inspiration from TFLN is encouraged.

4. Tell them How You Really Feel. You lost some of your less important inhibitions three or four drinks ago, and it's time to tell it how it is! Time to hunt down the person you love, or possibly the person you hate, or even just the person you don't ACTUALLY despise, and bare your heart to them in a way that you'll almost definitely regret tomorrow morning.

5. Karaoke. Shot through the heart, and you're to blame! You give love... a bad... something...

6. Terrible Ideas. This is going to be so awesome, guys. I've got the skateboard, and I'm handcuffed to Steve... is the camera rolling? And who's lighting the fireworks?

7. Flirting. While all that booze may not have enhanced your charm, it certainly did wonders for your ego! Time to find all the hottest dudes and/or chicks in this place and make them swoon before your gin-powered charisma.

8. On the Streets. What better way to follow up a good bar run than by drunkenly wandering the streets in the middle of the night? There may be loud, embarrassing singing. There may be puking in the gutter. You may be completely lost, and not sure why that police officer is speaking Italian.

9. Take Me Home Tonight. Yeah, it's time to go home but you're not going alone, time to drag someone home for a hook up. Let's just hope you can get your body to agree or don't fall asleep first

10. The Next Day. All that you took with you from last night's adventures was a blur of jumbled, confusing memories, a lampshade with googly eyes drawn on it taped to your head, and a brutal hangover. What exactly happened here? And who's that sleeping next to you?

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She shuddered at the feeling of his breath against her ear. It had been a long time since Nat had been touched and so it wasn't taking him much to get her going. She let her body relax into his, her ass grinding lightly against his hips. "This is going to be fun," she said with a smile.

"It's going to be a lot of fun." And there was a lot pressed against her ass as she ground back against him. He slipped a finger into her and eased it in and out of her slowly.

Nat could tell how he and Kelly had gotten along. He had that same playful attitude about him. She let her ass find the same rhythm as his finger so they were both enjoying themselves. Turning her head as best she could to capture his lips in another kiss and show him that she liked having him there with her.

He very happily kissed her back. It was sensual as he fingered her slowly. He added a second fingers and eased inside her a bit deeper. He was enjoying being with her, this way or otherwise.

She groaned into his mouth as he found a good spot inside her, breaking the kiss to smile over at him. "Maybe we should go to the bed," she suggested. "Give us a little more room to play around." And because she probably wouldn't want to move after. She thought he was going to tire her out.

"I think we should too." He smiled and shut off the shower, and handed her a towel. "Mm I'm going to enjoy you laying out for me. I want to get my mouth on you."

"You can do anything." She smiled at him, handing him a towel too before she stepped out. Drying herself off, but she just tossed the towel on the bathroom counter since she obviously wasn't going to need it.

Crawling up on the bed she laid back and waited for him. Smiling when she saw him come into the bedroom. "I'm really having a great night," she said. "Thanks for spending it with me."

"Thank you for wanting to spend it with me." He crawled up onto the bed, his lips trailing along the smooth skin of her legs. He kissed his way towards her pussy slowly, letting her enjoy that bit of anticipation.

She watched him with interest, she liked that he wasn't just groping her. She trusted him already; if Kelly trusted him then that was good enough for her, though she certainly wouldn't be telling him about this.

"You're really awesome, Scott," she told him, even as she spread her legs to invite him further up.

"SO are you." His lips peppered kisses along her inner thighs before he leaned in and pressed a single hot, wet, passionate kiss right against her pussy.

Nat gave him the reaction he wanted, a very happy groan as her head fell back onto the pillows. She enjoyed her foreplay and just the feeling of him finally touching her. "Yeah, just like that," she encouraged him. "You look so good down there."