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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Mar 7, 2007 15:23:41 GMT
I watch her with a big grin on my face 'Oh sure.. take your time' I tell her and in the mean time I enjoy the few of her reaching over  Ceasar would kill me if he knew what was happening in my mind. But maybe this possible danger is the most fun of all ? |
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Post by Sarah on Mar 7, 2007 23:35:51 GMT
She emerges holding a big bag of blow and catches the look on his face, 'oh you want it that bad do you?', and when he looks confused for a second she shakes the bag in his face then winks as she walks out, 'all in good time my friend'
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Mar 8, 2007 6:29:01 GMT
I turn around and watch her walk out of the bedroom, looking at the curves of her body and the swinging of her hips as she walks. I grin. She's really messing with my head here, blow would do me good.
I follow her out of the bedroom 'Yeah you got me all figured out' I reply and smirk.
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Post by Sarah on Mar 8, 2007 12:01:53 GMT
'All men are the same' she replies, as they go downstairs
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Mar 8, 2007 14:33:09 GMT
"Aha, well in that case it's pretty boring to even look at other then ey?" I roll my eyes and follow her and the stuff. Maybe I shouldn't have come here ? Just some blow and then I'll leave, some blow can't hurt..
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Post by Sarah on Mar 8, 2007 15:08:24 GMT
They both walk into the living room where Ceaser and some men are already finishing the second bottle of wine...she frowns, 'how drugged up do you want to be?' she says as she throws the stuff onto the table and takes a seat...the men start laughing at somthing and she rolls her eyes. 'George, help yourself'
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Mar 8, 2007 16:12:06 GMT
I grab the little bag in silence and help myself indeed. I spread some cocaine on the table and with a small razorbladekindathing that's on the table I make two thin lines. I put the razorbladthingy away and snif the cocaine. I quickly clean my nose when I'm done and then I let the cocaine do the rest in my body. I glance at Mirtha, our eyes meeting, though mine are a little out there now  I grin at her. |
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Post by Sarah on Mar 8, 2007 16:55:33 GMT
She does the same then rests her eyes, letting them close... I have to stop doing this...it just feels too good . she smiles
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Mar 8, 2007 20:37:55 GMT
I watch her snif it up and then go through the trip. I'm tripping aswell but I let it. I sit back in the chair and let the cocaine do it's work, all the while I don't take my eyes off of Mirtha.
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Post by Sarah on Mar 9, 2007 14:50:42 GMT
She can feel somebodies eyes on her even though her own eyes are closed...'stop looking at me George' she says with a smile, forgetting for a second that her husband is there too
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Ceasar would kill me if he knew what was happening in my mind. But maybe this possible danger is the most fun of all ?
I grin at her.