bimbosanddolls: I always dread going to the bar with the girls. It’s not that I don’t li

bimbosanddolls: I always dread going to the bar with the girls. It’s not that I don’t like to have fun or anything; it’s just that I don’t need a half dozen mojitos to have fun. Plus, because I don’t go out with them often, it’s some kind of special occasion when I do which means they drink even more. Nine times out of ten, I end up having to babysit them and make sure they don’t go home with some rando. Laura insisted I go out with them tonight for New Year’s Eve. Considering my only other alternative was snuggling up with my cat and watching the ball drop with that Seacrest guy, I figured I may as well go. Besides, New Year’s Eve is supposed to be a classy event with champagne and nice dresses. I can’t imagine it’ll get too out of control. When I got to Laura’s place for the pre-drink, she said my little pink cocktail dress was “too much for the bar”. I told her I’d be fine. Now that we’re at the club, I was so wrong. I’ve felt over-dressed since the second we walked in. There are girls dressed in the skimpiest outfits as far as the eye could see. I stick out like a sore thumb. I want to go home. I could probably still catch the ball drop, but the girls beg me to stay until midnight and Lord knows I can’t leave them here alone.  Apparently, it’s hard for a girl to get a drink at the bar when she doesn’t have her breasts on display. Ten minutes later, I finally get a cosmo which, unsurprisingly, is made wrong. I try to find the girls but I can’t see them in the crowd. I do see a guy passing out something to people on the dance floor, so that’s reassuring. I find the girls and, of course, they’re the embodiment of “white girl wasted”. I know they pre-drank, but we’ve only been here about 30 minutes. That’s really quick even for them. Laura comes up to me and tells me that they all took whatever that guy gave them… which is absolutely unbelievable. The worst part is that there’s no point in getting mad at them right now; that’ll have to wait for tomorrow. At least midnight isn’t too far away… I should be able to keep them out of trouble.  We dance for a bit and I do my best to keep the girls away from creeps and pervs, but they’re way too drunk to reason with. Call me a downer, but I’m getting us out of here. I ask Robyn to hold my drink while I go to the ladies’ room to find some quiet so I can call us a taxi. When I come back, the girls are all looking at me intently…until they burst out giggling. I curiously sip my drink and wonder how hung over they’re all going to be tomorrow. All of a sudden, I feel the alcohol hit me like a bus. The room feels like it’s spinning. Laura tells me that guy came and gave her something for my drink. My girlfriend just fucking drugged me. I’m beyond pissed. Now, I won’t admit it to her, but I do feel pretty good. Thank God I already called a cab. The guy comes back with some of his friends and they start dancing with us. They’re cute but I still need to look out for the girls. He tells me that his name is Richie and that the drug, he called it BMBO, should be out of my system by the morning. I’m still pissed, but I appreciate his honesty. It’s almost midnight. He asks me if I’ve found someone to kiss yet. Didn’t I call a cab? Oh well. I guess it’s, like, tradition to kiss someone at midnight but I kinda want to do more than kiss him. He slides his hands under my mini-skirt and squeezes my butt. I know I must be drunk because I swear I remember wearing a dress here. That’s silly, though, because my pink top that makes my boobs look so hot and my tight purple skirt is totally my go-to outfit for the clubs. Richie pulls me close and grinds against me. His cock feels so big. I hope he lets me see it later! He asks me if I have a New Year’s resolution and I tell him that it’s to have more fun with my friends. I don’t party with them enough and I love my sluts so much. Richie says he can help me with my resolution. He says he owns the club and wants me and the girls to work for him as bar-bimbos. That’s so cool! People start counting down and I get super horny. As the clock hits midnight, Mr. Richie kisses me and slips another BMBO into my mouth. That was so hot! I swallow the pill and he squeezes my titties in the middle of the dance floor. I scream because they feel, like, super big and sensitive. Then, Lauraslut finds us and gives me another sexy New Year’s kiss. I giggle because her titties totally are popping out of her dress! She says we’re going to be Mr. Richie’s slutty little whores for the night and winks at me! Ugh, She’s sooo sexy! This is gonna be the best year ever! -- source link

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