"It's Jake. C'mon, this food is heavy," her boyfriend called out from the hallway. She unlocked the door and was quickly moved to the side as Jake duckwalked into the room. He carried two full armloads of grocery bags and a bag of cat litter under one arm. She chuckled to herself as he waddled into the kitchen. She sat back down on the couch and tapped out the one-hitter on the tie-dye colored ash try
"Did you get the screens?" she asked, leaning back into the cushions.
"No, I got something better." he said, popping his head out with a wide, stoner grin beneath his dread-locked hair. She tilted her head quizically. He held up a baggie. Inside, there were four hits of LSD. She clapped and hopped up. Her smooth arms wrapped around his waist and her glittery lips locked onto his. He nearly lost his balance as she lept up. He held her lower back and spun her around in a passionate kiss.
"Whoo!" she squeeled with a huge smile as she walked over to the TV. She put Pink Floyd's "The Wall" in the DVD player. Jake sat on the couch, and opened the baggie. Sandra swayed over to him like a wave seducing the beach. She leaned over and put her arms behind his head, drawing his face into her breasts. She felt warm lips and tongue on the swell of her cleavage. Sandra slowly straddled him as the opening music played. He grabbed her ass and pulled her toward him so that she could feel his erection against her. He kissed her neck, and moved up to her mouth. Their tongues and limbs entwined. He slowly put his finger in her mouth, and dropped the LSD laced paper on her tongue. |