She can feel her pelvis begin to thrust against the hand involuntarily, so turned on by the sight of her own vagina. But now it’s Hannah’s turn to...take control. “It’s time to go to the playground,” she says. Jade lifts her leg off the bridge, her whole body is ready to go over the edge, but she knows know they’re both going to make her wait. Make her beg. It’s now past dusk and most people have left the area. There’s no one left in the playground. Hannah heads straight for the top of the. Can you smoke a joint?" He said the magic "word," because smoking pot would just intensify my high."Yeah...I smoke..." I walked over to his car -- if I wasn't high, I probably wouldn't have approached him so openly-- and put my hand on the roof to steady myself, "you have some pot?" Cool, dude..." he motioned with his hand, "come on around and let me get you high."Again, if I was sober, I couldn't imagine that I would get into a car with someone I didn't know, but I was feeling the d**gs and it. Not being born into a highly religious or moralistic family, there was far less baggage in that way. Well, there was until Dad got religion, that was. Yes, you could say that Jesus was a homewrecker, because he broke up my parents’ marriage.When I was just fourteen, Dad gave up smoking, drinking, adultery, even coffee when he was converted by Mormon missionaries who came to our house. He told Mom in no uncertain terms that he wanted her to change as well, to convert, to give up her lovers, to. Any doubts, and we'll stop, for as long as you want to."“John, I've been waiting for this for over a year and a half. I'm sure. Are you?" Yeah. You're beautiful, and I do love you," I kissed her again. Jenny was fumbling with my buttons-“Let’s take this slowly. Have you done this before with Tom or your ex, Dan?”“Yes,” Jenny said. “What about you?”"Yes, I've, but the details aren't important right now," I said.I moved back on the bed slightly and continued to undo my shirt buttons.“Get.