StumblingFillies

  In the grand hall adorned with twinkling lights and festive decorations, Jenna Ortega stood by the Christmas tree, her delicate gown shimmering under the chandelier's glow.  Her skimpy dress really wasn’t winter attire, but the roaring fire and flowing champagne at the lavash party made it ok. And she’d drink glass after glass. Her thoughts were muddled as she swayed slightly, the tiara on her head sparkled in the soft light of the room. She grabbed a glass from a passing water, and took a sip of the rich flavor warming her from the inside out. She swayed slightly, already a bit tipsy from the last couple of glasses she had imbibed throughout the evening. Jenna scanned the room, taking in the sight of famous actors and actresses mingling and laughing, all drinking and having a merry time.  As Jenna moved through the crowd, trying not to stumble.  The sound of a familiar voice caught Jennas attention. It was her boyfreind, Evan, a handsome and charming leading man w...

  ”Im blitzen!” she declared as she balanced the champagne glass on her backside. You knew she was referring to Santa's 8th reindeer and the fact she was blitzed on rose wine. So blitzed, you feared the glass would fall to the floor, so you grabbed the glass and playfully slapped her gorgeous behind.

 Capt. Dunsels is at this link:  Dunsels Work One I really like is this single image, and I was able to extend it some. Before Marty could respond, but who  should  appear. Not Santa, but Aubrey's mother, and in a purple strapless dress. Aubrey, pooh, thass nod wine in yer glass? Nooo mom Audrey said drinking her glass to hide the evidence. You know, Liz, maybe we should let Aubrey drink. Whad? Nooo! Whad? Yezz! Hear me out, Liz. If we let Aubrey drink tonight at the party, she can see what it's like and learn how to drink responsibly, where we know she'll be safe and no one will take advantage of her. Yah, mom.  Liyke uncle Matty says. Heyyyy liz, yoo godda sry thiss mepperpint sshnapps. oh heyyyy aubrey, maddhew.  Yoo shud sry it too! Sammy, nooo, Aubrey is only eighddeen! Sammy had already poured a large measure in Aubrey's glass, her dress green velvet, with a high slit up each side that made underware impossible. Shes ann adult...