Were they doing some Clintonstyle smoking? Did I smoke that entire joint to myself.I imagined myself having a heart attack. I stared atmyself in the m...rror urging my will to take control.After taking an aspirin and guzzling down some water, Ibrushed my teeth and left the room. I saw Charlene andJohn on the balcony drinking wine and smoking acigarette. She touched his shoulder. Feeling rejected,I hit the liquor cabinet and downed a few fingers ofscotch. Next thing I knew I had drank a quarter of. ”“And she didn’t tell you this because she knew it would put her off limits.”“Yes. She wanted a last fling, as it were. A last over-the-top wild fling. She’s, rightly, judged Jason as someone who can’t even contemplate that kind of thing. And from everything Stephie told me about him, Abbie’s right. I think he was reluctant to even sleep with Abbie because of how he feels about relationships.”“And the logistics?” Jessica asked.“Abbie is about as likely to follow Jason around the NASCAR circuit. He wasn’t classically handsome, but his cheekbones and full lips fascinated me. That night, our floor gathered in the kitchen for a drinking session. I only had a couple of drinks, but it doesn’t take much to get me drunk. Will and I ended up sitting next to each other, his hand on my knee under the table as we drank and smoked, and it wasn’t long before I was resting my head on his shoulder. As the night went on, Will got his guitar and started playing for us, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off. But i knew she didn't gave a single fuck if smoked the entire box in a second. I was not sure how, but since she first opened hermouth, i had a feeling that she wants to treat more than just my smoking habits. She told me that she was an old widow and i reminded her of her young husband. I knew that she needs someone like me: a young horny stud to fuck the shit out of her dusty but horny and experienced pussy and I am not a picky kind of guy.We talked for a while until she suddenly touching my.