Sonya, filled the shot glass again, taking another shot of vodka, the stinging burn of the liquid sent a shiver through Sonya's spine. She then rested her hands, leaning over the kitchen island, her perky and ample chest being hugged by her white long sleeved undershirt and the black dress she wore. She back arched and her ass, draped by her black skirt again was somewhat pushed out on display, as Sonya felt the vodka course into her veins and her mind. She watched on as the girls kissed, wipped cream flowing. Sonya looked over Abby, her chest and curves barely contained into her corset. Sonya briefly looked over at Suzu who stood at the other side of the kitchen island, the image of her poor dancing and singing to the Ramones made Sonya smile as the buzz took hold in her mind.<br/><br/>She thought, remembering a party, more with close friends. Herself and a guy went into a closet, she remembered herself feverishly sucking him off, her head bobbing up and down on him. Herself on her knees, her body pressed against his lap. Sonya snapped out of her memory and watch the game of truth or dare unfold. She liked her upper lip, somewhat hinting at her thoughts and then put a grin on her face and laughed joyously at the growing festivities.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>