I have some cash can i smoke some''he was names Peter was getting back from workwe smoke my 1st spliff talking about me and he looked happy to know i ...as 20''i woudnt want to smoke with someone too young i guess''''my car is over there we could smoke some more a bit more private''5minute later i was on the back seat with him putting on musicsmoking in his nice Ford SUV, ''you go out in pijama alot like this? its cute you know''''i dont i was going back inside i just wanted to smoke away from. Your face pushes my hair back into my face as your lips meet mine. Our tongues both slide forward as we start kissing. My hair is in your face. I place my right hand on your left bicep. The feeling of your tongue in my mouth makes me try and push my tongue deeper into yours. Our lips dragging against each other. My pulse races. Your face pushes my hair to the side as you kiss my jaw line. I tilt my head over so you can kiss it more. You kiss my jaw line and slim neck. You place your left hand. I'd been attending for about four months when Claire came in to supervise me. She'd been working at theclinic for about two weeks and had handled me once before. The session proceeded as normal, but I could see that she had a leaflet with her as she attended tome. As she turned it over, I saw that it had my photograph on it as well as the other pictures that had been taken when I signed on at the clinic. Clairelooked at me."Oh," she said, "this is your brochure you know. I suppose you haven't. .This is a trick, isn’t it?” he asks with amused trepidation.“Yes,” I utter the syllable with velocity and directness of Mercury. He shrugs. “Fair enough, but it seems worth trying.”“No it doesn’t dumbass,” I say as I take him by one shoulder to arrest his movement, “At best you’ll wind up wrapped around the trunk trying in vain to hump your way upward and being mocked ad infinitum for as long as we shall know one another. Also, the more success you have the more danger you’ll be putting.