I tried nudgings, hip-bumpings, terrible jokes, compliments, everything short of telling her to smile. Everything free. I felt a bit misogynistic to s...raight up tell a woman to smile. I didn’t want to be that kind of guy.“That’s a lot of you.” Philia exploded into cheer to see me. She looked over the group. “I don’t think we have enough tables in any one section to accomodate you. Can you wait? Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes?”She was so worried. I was just glad she didn’t rush to kick people. Man, was I buzzing or what? Some strong-ass weed there ... To my surprise, I found my cock was stiffening a bit. Another Whiskey Tango Foxtrot moment, but then I relaxed. Hell, he was just joking. Lighten up, dude, go with the flow and don't be a dickhead. Jeff's eyes narrowed with twinkling laughter. I found myself absorbed in the incredible greenness of those sexy eyes, staring at the hazel and brown speckels in his irises, in that happy relaxed haze good strong weed will give up. Wooohhh,. ’ Walking home I stop by my local off license for a bottle (or 2) of wine telling myself I will just have a glass (or 2) tonight to help me sleep. As I’m nearing my building my mobile beeps, I look at the screen that tells me I have 1 new message, it’s from Tom. I stare at the screen debating whether or not to read the damn thing when I trip over the pavement and fall flat on my face. How embarrassing, I check my carrier bag thanking god my wine bottles are still intact and hoping no one has. But..." Hush," said Chelsea, stroking Elaine's back and urging her to lie back down."Mmmm... That feels good," Elaine whispered, closing her eyes. It felt so nice she almost fell asleep again.Almost.The apartment was quiet. Sitting up on the side of her bed, Elaine shook her head. She ventured out briefly, confirming she was blissfully alone. A sigh of relief escaped her lungs. In the lounge room she switched off the murmuring music system and headed back to her room.What's that? she wondered,.