Drink is killing me with the amorous urges, but I am still too sober to bypass the side of me who cares too much, so I end up close, but not going through with it. I do however get a buzz from being intimately close enough to go either way, all touchy and pressed together and the widening look in her eyes as pupils dilate makes me stir back to the sexual tension from before. She makes me crazy, so easily.

“Rabid kitten!” I know my tone is flirty; I can’t deny right now I am ...