"Alot!" I answered. "Over an ounce maybe", I had more but didn't want to brag. "I forgot a lighter" I explained. Stroke handed me a lighter. ...'Spark that shit up crackah!" He demanded. I poured some Meth into the glass pipe and Trey quickly grabbed it and lit it. He leaned next to me in the stall and took a few really big hits. Stroke walked up to the stall door, leaning at the entrance. We smoked alot of the crystal and before long Trey was eyeballing my naked, jock-framed, white. " Sure, she's a little weird," I laughed, rubbing her leg a littleharder, "but she's your friend. She wouldn't want anything bad tohappen you, right? Besides, we're all responsible adults here. She'snot some kid who's going to see the thing and immediately go mad withpower." I know... I know... I'm just scared." She glanced at her bag."There's so much that could go wrong." True. But no matter what happens, we'll deal with it together. Youand me. Always." Aw." She wrapped an arm around me and. I could talk to Kendra okay. I still had trouble in class, but Kendra was my friend. “You ... come ... stay with us,” I blurted out. “For Thanksgiving.”“I’m not looking for a handout, Arthur. I’ll be fine,” she said.“No. Our friend ... my friend ... please.” I was struggling. Word bubbles kept entering my throat and then popping. “I’ll paint your portrait!” That was it. That was what she wanted and I’d promised. Thanksgiving was a perfect time. Kendra’s head snapped around to look at. I had to admit she was looking really good. “You look amazing, have you been working out?” “Every day!” she replied.We spoke for a while about exercises and getting up for workout routines before work. I ordered a few drinks and as I started realizing I wanted to fuck her I started ordering us shots. After the second round of tequila she gave me the look and said, “Are you trying to take advantage of me?”To which I replied, “Always!” We both laughed and I ordered another round, to which.