love is blind

She quickly finished her beer and ordered another. She liked him, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to go all the way with him so soon. They had just been going out for a month.

"...For the making out part." he finsihed.

She had just about finished her second beer when he finished his sentence. "I know." She lied, beginning to feel alittle dizzy from the rush of beer she just chugged.

"Sure?" He wished she knew her well enough to tell if she was lieing. He took another drink. He was a much more expeirienced drinker than her, but she wasnt... ((get drunk...))

After her second she soon recognized she was on her fourth. She didn't feel dizzy anymore, but that's probably because she didn't get off of her stool and try to walk yet.

"How long have we been *chokes* dating again?" he put an arm around her.

She felt really hot from all the beers she drank. She thought about the question for a moment. "A little over a month." She said, a little unsurely. She cuddles against his arm as she still sat on her bar stool.

"The bar is closing! Everyone but employees and their guests out!"

Jasmine began to feel a little tired, but not too bad. The beers in her actually made her feel pretty good. She ran her fingers through her hair, pushing it away from her face. "Wow, it's hot in here."

"Well I did turn the furnace up a lot a while ago.. or was that something else...?"

She laughed, you could tell by her laugh she was drunk off her @ss. She patted his shoulder and accidently fell off of the stool and on the floor. She was on her back, still laughing hard.

Paul wasnt that drunk. He knew that she would let him DO anything to her that he wanted... but he wasnt so sure. "Time to make out!" he layed on topof her and kissed passionatly.

She kissed him back deeply as she closed her eyes. She roamed her hands along his back and then one up to the back of his head where she sifted her fingers through his hair.

He rolled her over, still kissing, carresing her everywhere.

She stradled over him as he laid on the floor. She ripped his shirt off and then continued to kiss him.

"How far are you going to go?" he asked, a little surprised?

"Why?" She stopped kissing him. "Do you want to stop?" She was confused, she thought he wanted this. She thought every guy wanted this.

"You're drunker than me... You don't know what you're doing. I can go through with this if you're drunk.."

"I'm not drunk." She lied. She began to unbuckle his belt as she leaned down and kissed his neck.

"You are VERY drunk." his handsmoved down to hers, and he jerked them away. "I don't want you like this!"