"Never have I thought of making love to a woman." Ayame continued the game, this time glancing at me mischievously.
This cheeky girl was clearly targeting me. I smiled at her lovingly while inwardly promising a serious spanking session to come her way once I got my hands on her firm behind.
I gulped down another whole bottle of liquor. I've never been too big on strong alcohol, and with 2 liters even I could begin feeling it to a degree. Seems like primordials aren't entirely poison-resistant, or maybe it's psychological? I wish to have a fair game, so I want to feel the alcohol, so perhaps my body is in communication with my brain, which instructed it to not purify the substance?
Something like that might be the culprit.
I was the only one who drank this time around. There shall be no yuri in my household.
