It all helped the deception, and as I made two very good friends that way due to Steve's hunger for chemical thrills, I wasn't complaining. Anyway, I ...ouldn't resist Steve urging me to get high with her for long, and the first few times were truly awesome.We must have been mad to mix powerful black microdots of acid with methedrine. Madder still to do the cocktail in a small locked cell, but with Steve, it somehow made perfect sense. In the timeless depth of a tripped out night, just a little. "And in that bunch, beer was beer." If you want, I'll get some good stuff." She'd seen me drink the occasional beer with barbecue or a steak over the last few years, but only if I could get the good ones. I'm not a 'lite beer' fan at all. I'll drink one occasionally in a social setting if that's what the host provides, but if I provide, there's gonna be some good stuff.We're getting ready for the Great Exodus. Our new homes over behind the airfield are just about ready to move into. I actually. No, I don’t think that is all.”“What then?”“You have talent, Delorah. Real talent. You have a following now, you have a support network now. You don’t need to use your beautiful body to secure a gig.”Delorah closed her eyes again and her largely passive face moved to a grimace. There was a little green poking through her eye shadow. “I told you that it’s done.”“For now. And don’t act like you meant to tell me. You just admitted it when I asked.” Sandy’s voice had a slight bark to it, but she. "I pretended to be indignant, "Sorry, don't kill me!"She smiled at my words. Then her tail swished in front of me and I grabbed it and started stroking it. She began purring and closed her eyes. She moved her body a bit and leaned towards me. When she opened her eyes, our heads were suddenly close and with our lips close enough I took a chance. Leaning towards her, I lightly brushed her lips with mine. After seeming to enjoy it for a moment, she pulled her head back, startling me.I was about to.