I walked out into the relative darkness and headed back between the two buildings. “Is that a joint you’re smoking?”
Although we had never discussed getting high or anything I figured, what the hell, and said, “Yep, you want some?”
She staggered over to me, threw both arms around my waist from the side and reached out with her lips puckered. XXX Christine was breathing harder now and writhing against my hands, which were now rubbing her both front and back – she didn’t know which way to go. Let me just look at them a second.”
I could sense she was getting shy under my gaze, but also that she kind of enjoyed showing them to me.
