Drink a few shots to forget about the burglary

From Create Your Own Story

"I need a drink," you say. Sylvia produces vodka and orange juice from the kitchen and starts playing bartender.

By the fifth or sixth screwdriver, your vision is blurry and you're slurring your words. Sylvia produces a large bottle of water, and you think she makes you drink some of it, but you really can't remember. The room seems to be spinning. Your head topples into Sylvia's ample bosom and your eyes close.

The next morning, you awaken to a surprisingly small hangover. Your eyes don't seem to want to open, but your mouth works just fine.

"Uh," you groan. "I think I overdid it."

Sylvia's soft, melodic voice sounds next to you. "You're not the first handsome stud to suffer misfortune. I know just the thing to wake you up and make you feel better." Her tongue begins running from your neck down towards your chest.

You open your eyes. "Mmmm," you say. "That feels nice." You try to lift your head, and you hear a metallic sound.

"You're mine now, stud," Sylvia purrs. "Don't worry, you'll be very happy. I plan to ravage your body repeatedly. The chain is long enough to reach the bathroom, but I suggest that right now you just lie back and enjoy."

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Sylvia's Apartment

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