Halloween Romp/Eddi, 9 friends, 8 year old witch, make drunk
Perhaps it's best if you ease her up a bit first, it would be a shame if she would scream and someone would hear and call the cops, right? So as you put the candies on the table you motion John towards the rack of alcohol your father has stored in one of the living room cupboards. "Here it is girl," you then say to the girl, giving her a big grin and she get's huge eyes at the amount of sweets you have just placed on the living room table. "Say, isn't it a bit unsafe for a girl your age alone at this time? Lotta freaks out there this late at night."
She chews on her bottom lip, most likely thinking about what to reply, and then shrugs somewhat helplessly. "My sista should look after me, but she's at some dumb party so I went out again. Not enough candies before, you know?"
"Yeah, I see," you answer with a small chuckle. Your eyes roam her slender form and you can't help but to wonder what her smooth skin must feel like and what it must smell like. The idea of this cutie speared upon your cock makes you even more horny than you already were anyway, but you keep yourself in check for now. "Hey, how about you stay a while and later we bring you home? I don't think there's much more candy for you to get out there anyway."
"Umm... m-kay..."
"Great." That is also the moment in whick John comes over with a tall cocktail glass of a somewhat funny looking drink, all blue and green and even some red in there. You look past him and see several syrup-bottles standing on the counter, as well as some really strong booze. Well, let's hope this works. John presses the glass into her hand and she accepts with a small if insecure smile and takes a sip. For a second you all hold your breath, but she doesn't sputter or chokes or makes a face, in fact she seems to like it, the syrup must really mask the taste of the alcohol.
"So, what's your name?" Robert, who sits on one side of her, asks and turns towards her, one arm thrown over the back of the couch behind her. He smiles at her bashfully and with a small blush she bites her bottom lip, before replying.
"Umm... Victoria... b-but everyone calls me Vikky."
"Hi Vikky, I'm Robert." He then introduces everyone else to her and you all welcome her in your midst, some nodding to her, others giving her a wave. You fall into a nice routine of smalltalk and drinking and snacking, the glass in Vikky's hand soon enough empty and replaced with another one. And that one is emptied soon enough as well. You, and the others as well, notice that she is slightly woozy and speaking louder than necessary, her eyes a bit unfocused and her face flushed with heat. Suddenly Benjamin, who is sitting on the other side of your prey, turns her head towards him and kisses her hungrily under the cheers of your friends and after a second you join in as well. Now is the time. Only question is, how will you start it?