Sensing her unease, you reach into the center console and retrieve a rolled cigarette, put it to your lips and, careful not to inhale, light it. 'This'll help you warm up, girlie,' you assure her.
Laurie wrinkles her nose, eyeing it suspiciously as you offer it to her. 'Um, I don't smoke cigarettes,' she informs you.
'Hey, it's cool cause this ain't tobacco,' you admit with a conspiratorial wink. She giggles, then accepts it, holding it delicately between her fingers as she lifts it to her lips.
'Oh fun, I always wanted to try weed, I hear it's awesome but nobody at school has any!' the blonde exclaims, smiling greatfully before filling her virgin lungs with the smoke. She coughs a little as she exhales, it going directly to her head. 'I don't know why daddy says I have to stay away from niggers, you're really fun!'
You're glad to see this racist cracker relaxing, and you can't wait to see how good and obedient she feels once that PCP-laced shit really hits her. Just on cue, she takes another hit like a good little white girl.
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