He has the secret blending recipe and process. I know it's a little different and not as potent but it taste better and makes for a more mellow high,"...he said."So your stubby cigarette is home made from shit that fell off a truck?" I asked."Yeah, something like that," he said.We passed the stubby joint back and forth for a while, then lit another. I was pretty high when we finished the second one. Jeff leaned over to kiss me by the pool. His kiss seemed very sweet and tender. I enjoyed kissing. Oh, my God. "Macula." Was that what had happened to Uncle Doug? Was that why he had mysteriously disappeared? I remembered the faded stain on thejockeys. I looked at them now, dripping dry over the tub. There were twofaded stains on them now.Betty was looking over my shoulder. "Jim! Does that mean what I think itmeans?" Shit, I hope not. If it does, I'm you for good. What a disaster thatwill be!" Thank you very much, Dear," she said. "I've managed being me for aquarter of a century.". I’ve never really had the chance to see what Trudy’s mom meant about my eyes having some of odd effect on people. When my eyes locked on his I saw his attitude change instantly.“You will tell everyone to be seated. This is the call you want to take. You will not mess your pants,” I said with a wave of my hand.I didn’t expect that it would really work.I doubt I will ever know if that worked or he realized if he didn’t want to end up completely fucked by the lawyers throwing him under the bus, he. “Daddy?” I gasped, whispering, panic in my voice.“Shh shhh, Princess…” He whispered back quickly, filling my mouth to cut me off. He pushed the lollipop back into my mouth forcefully, holding it against my tongue.I struggled but found myself relaxing in his arms, sucking on the lolli soothing my brief moment of worry and embarrassment away. It was just Daddy... He pet me while I sucked and licked on the odd tasting candy, his hand twisting into my hair as the minutes ticked past.“Just like.
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