Madison had passed out before Ian could pop her cherry. He was pissed, but wasn’t about to screw dead weight. He was horny, not desperate! All of his planning had gone down the drain—well, not literally down the drain since she hadn’t thrown up. Ian wanted to loosen Madison up with a few drinks, but their drinking escalated until they were both drunk. He was more tipsy than drunk, but Madison had gone over the edge to Never Never Land.
Next time, only two drinks for Ms. Reynolds, Ian thought as he sat down in front of his computer.
Ian had sent Magdala home early so that he could have the place to himself. He was still horny, and knew exactly what to do to scratch his itch.
Ian logged onto his computer, turned on the webcam, and went to his favorite website. There’s more than one way to skin a cat, he mused as he waited for the site to upload.
Then with a few clicks on the keyboard, he was in business! Presto! Just like that!! Oh, how Ian loved cyberspace!