They take another sunset walk and talk.“How about we celebrate us?” she asks.“Let not get too drunk like last night though,” he suggests.“Ye...h, that was rough and something I don’t want to repeat,” she laughs.They change again and go out to the club again. They are at the club they had chosen until real late or real early in the morning, depending on the view, before they stumble out and onto the deck. They are both drunk, but not nearly as bad as the night before. They are drunk enough to make. I kneeled on the soft resting area that was there to relax and tan. I saw the shadow of my body and I turned me on. I opened my legs a little bit and I put my both hands on the mat. I slowly lowed my breast to the mat. It felt great and it sent a tingle to my pussy. I laid on my back and took my bra off. I looked at my breast since they have always been my favorite body part since I took after my mom’s large breast. I massaged them and I was letting out some light moans of pleasure. Then I. It wasn't the healthiest of habits, either physically or psychologically, but I enjoyed feeling disconnected from the world, like for a few minutes, I wasn't myself. Of course I was still myself, but when I was high it really didn't bother me as much. So I pulled and pulled and exhaled all my problems in a puff of white smoke, curling and twisting its way into the bathroom fan.Confidently I strode out of the bathroom, stumbling over to the DVD case and depositing my much-beloved baggie. "You're. I hadn't been this turned on in ages, and she knew I was enjoying it because she flashed me a smile before getting dressed and sliding out of the booth."Well kind sir, if you would excuse me for a moment I'm going to place some orders and check on your food okay handsome?" she said loud enough for the other guests to hear.I nodded politely as she walked off. An older lady grabbed her wrist a few tables down, and I could hear her call Allyson a "sweetheart." Boy is she good. As she made her way.