She was starting to feel slightly guilty that she was taking advantage of him in such a delicate state. Or was it her that was getting taken advantage of? Lisa didn't know, but she was sure that the fact she was sober wasn't going to quite work out for her the way she wanted it to. She figured she should probably stop what was happening, but that idea threw itself out the window when Roger placed his hands on her. A soft gasp escaped her and her fingers slid under the collar of his shirt. This was better than she imagined it.
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