Im going to hang out with my friends, Ill be back by the afternoon I turned to leave and I heard him getting up, now I was scared. I had my hand on th... door as his hands snaked around my waist once more and pulled me tight to him, pressing his bulge into my back from behind and I stiffened in fear, resting his head on my shoulder, whispering in my ear. Did you just tell me, and not ask? I gulped and nodded my head, knowing I had and there was no point in lying to him as he was so close. I felt. There it is. My old purse. Maybe it’s in here. Yep. Cool. Just enough for a joint. I roll a joint and prepare to relax. I smoke the pungent herb within the confines of my large master bathroom. Letting the day melt away as I shed uncomfortable high heels and restrictive clothing allowing my skin to breathe. The room fills with smoke. As I begin to relax, I turn the hot water on. There are various different candles placed throughout the room. Slowly, methodically, I light each one. The smell of. Anyway, I’m getting offtrack, well the point I’m trying to make is, the non-prepgirl seemed to love me, but the problem was they were allas ugly as a fucking horses ass. So anyway, you know I would flirt with the prep girlsand get on their good side, because they have the bestbodies, of course. Well, as it turned out this girlnamed Jackie Lewis took a liking to me, we would talk andit was obvious she was interested in me, and vice versa.Well, soon we started going out and we went. ~ ~ ~We walked casually through my neighborhood enjoying the warm afternoon and each other. My four-story brownstone townhouse is on a quiet tree-lined street that along with the mandatory steep front steps also manages to find room for small bushes and flower pots. Occasionally I debate with myself as to whether I should move to a modern high-rise condominium, but although the glass and concrete are new, it is also rarified, sterile, and unaffordable. My home has character, history and.