In the South, we love to drink and have a good time. There are always party poopers around trying to spoil the fun, quoting bible verses and shit. That’s probably why forced intoxication phone sex is such a fetish for me now. So grab your favorite bottle, and I’ll grab my Camerina Tequila. At first you’ll be thinking that a sweet thing like me will be tipsy after the first few shots. You’ll be thinking about all the nasty things you can say and do to me. We’ll have another. And another. And another. And before you know it, the tables have been good and turned. You didn’t anticipate that I could drink like a fish, did you? Haha, big mistake.
Now we’ll play a little game. I’ll ask you a trivia question, and if you get it right I’ll take another shot. If you get it wrong, you take another shot. I know, baby cakes, you’re feeling ten feet tall and smart as shit. But it’s only a feeling. The more you underestimate me, the more fun this forced intoxication phone sex game becomes. Once you’re all nice and “lubricated” I’ll get you to tell me all your deep dark secrets. All the things you wouldn’t dare tell a soul. But you’ll tell me because, as of now, we’re drinking buddies. I could do a lot of damage with that information, you know?
Tomorrow you’ll wake up with a throbbing headache wondering why the hell you’re naked. Then it’ll slowly start to dawn on you that you called me for forced intoxication phone sex. I wish I could be there to se-e the look on your face when you start to remember all the things you told me. When you finally get the courage to call me for damage control, you’ll wonder why I’m not hung over, too. All I can say is, you were out of your league from the beginning, sugar bear. Now, what am I going to do with you???
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