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There was a group of three young women who started work at the local factory that summer. Sarah was 25, but she looked a lot younger so when she was with her two best friends who were only 20, they all looked the same age. Ana and Carla were just starting their first jobs and the two young, innocent women were willing subs for the dominating and controlling Sarah.
Ana and Carla attended the local university and they joined Sarah right after classes were done for the spring semester to work in the field sciences division at a large agro company. Since it was Sarah's third year at the center, she was very familiar with how things worked and sort of took Ana and Carla under her wing. When they entered the main building on their first day, Sarah led the way up to the Administration department.
Dawn was head of administration and she greeted the three new employees. "Welcome and I'll be doing your paperwork and showing you around the main building," she informed the three. "Sarah's probably already told you all about the place."
Dawn knew Sarah extremely well because the girl worked at the center the past two summers, plus she also was very good friends with Sarah's family. She and her husband met the girl's parents during social functions around the city and they had developed a friendship, not close, but certainly a social drinking kind. Knowing Sarah's parents, Dawn was instrumental in getting the girl hired the first summer and the two had become friends. They even sat together on many occasions during coffee breaks and lunch breaks and chatted whenever they met during the workday.
Sarah was a very easy girl to talk to and Dawn recognized the fact the girl was a social butterfly that people liked being around. Dawn noticed how Sarah seemed extremely comfortable around certain girls and that she was likely more than just friends with one or two of them. That part didn't bother her one way or the other and Dawn merely laughed it off as girls being girls. Dawn remembered what she was like at that age, as she too developed that one or two special relationships with certain girlfriends, but she readily admitted that there was no sexual affairs of any kind.
The girls started work on Monday and by Thursday they were immersed into the daily routine of the research facility. One of the highlights for the seasonal workers was the annual corn roast, which was held on the first Friday of their summer employment. Sarah had pestered Dawn the past two summers without any success in coaxing the woman of her dreams into attending the annual function.
The center put on the roast to welcome all of the new students and workers and although Dawn felt an obligation to attend, she didn't normally go. She found them boring and most of the people there were the students and therefore a lot younger than her. The third summer proved that people can have a change of heart, as Sarah's request must have caught Dawn off guard. Maybe it was because she didn't want to say no for a third year or she decided to attend more functions around the facility, but Dawn relented and said yes to her young friend.
Sarah was elated by the news. "Super! Great! Lovely, you won't regret attending the party ... meeting all of the newbies," Sarah said.
"Yes, well getting the afternoon off is good," Dawn replied.
"I'll come by right after lunch and pick you up," Sarah said and the smile on the girl's pretty face sent shivers of uncertainty up and down Dawn's spine.
Nothing else was said about the corn roast and the Friday work shutdown arrived much to the elation of Sarah and her friends. About two in the afternoon, Sarah showed up at the main administration area and went directly to Dawn's office. The door was open and she poked her head inside the room. "It's time to meet your maker ... it's party time, darling," she said and smiled at the stunned woman.
Dawn had a momentary shudder go through her body because of Sarah's bold announcement and then she smiled back at the girl. "Yes, let me put my stuff away and tidy up my desk," she replied. One of her quirks was clutter and she hated a messy area or to leave paperwork all over her desk. Dawn quickly tidied up the workspace and then joined Sarah at the door. "Time to roast some corn."
Sarah seemed happier than ever and she enthusiastically grabbed Dawn by the hand to lead the way out of the building. Dawn blushed profusely because of the brazen show of affection and she quickly jerked her hand out of Sarah's, as they sort of stumbled down the hallway towards the exit. The festivities were only a couple hundred yards from the front door so it didn't take long to get to the picnic grounds.
They arrived at the corn roast just as the first batch of corn was being served. Dawn decided that it was too early to eat so they found an empty table and sat down. No sooner had they sat down when Sarah's best friends came rushing to the table. When Sarah gave each girl a friendly hug and peck on the cheek, Dawn sensed the affection was more than a mere greeting to a friend so she looked away, feeling a little embarrassed.
In no time the party was in full swing. Almost all of the summer students attended the function and so did many of the regular workers, which meant the area was very crowded and noisy. The corn roasts normally carried on all afternoon and well into the evening, but Dawn hadn't planned partying too long. She managed to keep her alcohol intake at a sensible amount, but even flawless planning wouldn't be enough on this fateful occasion.
All it took was one innocent toast and a quick downing of a powerful shot of Drambuie. Apparently many of the young workers liked the challenge of drinking shooters during a party where they would consume one or two shots of a strong liqueur every hour. Once Dawn joined the group on the first round of shooters, it was easy for Sarah to take charge. The devious young woman made sure there was a toast and round of shot glasses given out every fifteen or twenty minutes, which had Dawn tipsy in a scant two hours.
Dawn looked around the circle of young workers and realized she was inebriated. Everyone looked fuzzy and her head was spinning around like crazy, making her wobbly and unsteady. "Wow, I think I'm drunk," she whispered, as she leaned over towards her young friend. "Sarah, you'll have to forgive me, but I've had too much to drink."
Sarah smiled and nodded at the woman of her dreams. "Yes, shooters can hit you hard if you're not used to them," she replied, handing Dawn one more shot glass of Drambuie. "Join me for one more. To the best summer, ever!"
The girl shoved the glass in her hand and offered the toast before Dawn could resist. They both gulped the liqueur and set their glasses on the table with a bang. "Whew, I won't be driving home after all this," Dawn said, as she contemplated whether to call her husband or a taxi for a ride home.
Things were going exactly as Sarah had planned. "Carla is our designated driver. She doesn't drink and is a terrific friend to have when you're out partying," she informed her tipsy friend. "Come with us. The night is still young."
"Naaa ... no, I should go home," Dawn replied, as she welcomed a steadying hand from the young woman. "I just remembered. My hubby is working all evening so I'll call a taxi."
Sarah's heart skipped a beat, as she couldn't believe the luck. "No, I insist. I'd ... we'd love to have you come to our place and then we'll take you home," Sarah stated. "We'll have some wine and talk ... get to know each other a little more."
Dawn was hesitant yet she relented when her head kept spinning because of her intoxication. She had a hard time getting to her feet, but Sarah held onto her elbow and sort of guided her towards the parking lot. Then she was surrounded, as Ana took her other arm and the two escorted her out of the picnic area. When they entered the parking lot, Carla already had the car waiting.
Sarah opened the back door and Dawn practically fell into the backseat. Sarah jumped in beside her and Ana rushed around the car and surprised her older companion by getting into the other side of the backseat. Dawn felt like protesting, but any objection was quickly forgotten once the car started moving. She sat as close to the middle of the seat as possible, so as not to brush up against Sarah or Ana.
Dawn remained rigid and upright, as the girls giggled and laughed at everything, which sort of made her a little uncomfortable. It seemed that each mile they drove the two girls moved closer and eventually snuggled up against her shivering torso. Without any warning, Ana's head rested on her shoulder and it appeared the alcohol had gotten the better of the girl, as she needed some rest.
When the fingers grazed her stomach and then caressed her arm, Dawn wondered if she should tell Sarah that her friend was taking unwanted liberties. All of a sudden it was too late. Ana's fingers swiftly thrust under the bottom of her blouse and onto her inflamed tummy. Dawn turned her head towards her dear young friend, but no words came out of her mouth when the bold fingers deftly slipped under her lacy bra-cup. Ana's skilled fingers surrounded an already hardened nipple and she caressed the bud like a loving angel.
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