Bottles and Bottles

"Good evening. What you doing in my bed."

Last night was Bobby Griffbags sisters birthday. So I got all dressed up. I looked sharp. I had a few beers and a hit flask. And I was off. I dropped Bobby and Jamie at the party. Then took the ol' car back home and started walking to the party with the crew. Necking beers, telling jokes and passing around a bottle of whiskey. The life.

Once at the party, the birthday girl looked stunning. I told her this. Her Dad bought me a drink. A pint. Looked around the party, thought about sex a bit. All pretty standard. Some young blond apparently digged me. I didn't really care though. I was too busy thinking "hey this finishes at 12, we need to get more booze". So we ran off and got some wine from sainsburys. Shouted at a baldy Secuity guard and checked out a hot cashier.

One quarter wasted. The party was getting better. People were getting tipsy and I had more nerve juice in me. The crew had stashed some booze outside. So every now and then we would sneak in a sip of whiskey. Yum. But after a while we got busted and it got put behind the bar. It burns to be broke and it hurts to be heartbroken. So I got on the phone to a young very good looking lady called Chrissie. With the best body I have ever been in. I told her to come down and she did.

Half Wasted. Party was near over and some guys didn't like the look of me. As per usual, the idiot crew. "we like drinking wkds and getting in fights". Nothing happened. Just sly comments. I hit the dance floor. Thats when I know on my way. Poorly and bluntly hit on some doll. Then went and talked to chrissie. Forced back more drinks. Woah

Three Quarters wasted. Party was over. Bobby, Chrissie and Jamie got a lift back to Jamies for the after party. We got into a small fight with some guy with crutches. Who was fighting his other mates. Broke a bottle of whiskey damn. I bundled in a car and got a lift to Jamies. Dazza and the rest of the crew got a taxi.

Fully Wasted. Oh my word. Off came the clothes. After a failed attempt of a threesome with Bobby and Chrissie, I went upstairs and passed out in some bed. "Good evening. What you doing in my bed." You soon I thought. Unfortunatley it was just a thought. As I was to drunk for sex. But I got a pretty good hand job and rolled over and passed out.

I woke up and grabbed a bottle of wine. It was 9 AM. Rolled into where Chrissie and Bobby was sleeping. The door was off the hinges. I sang them a song to get them up. Oh my Chrissie is hot. I jumped into bed with them. Pushed Bobby out and lay with that hot piece for a while, sipping red wine. Dazza was still here yay. Him and Jamie joined us. And I was drunk again at 10pm. A couple of bottles of red wine for breakfast. Oh my Chrissie is hot. The colour of my teeth . matched the colour of my tongue. Oh my Chrissie is hot. Just wearing a pair of french knickers and a top. Oh my Chrissie is hot. I spilt red wine down my bare chest. What a mess I am. A sexy mess though.