StFornicate
Sinful Salvation
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- Mar 22, 2013
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I was in the middle of my junior year of college. So far, things had gone quite well for me; college classes were easier than anticipated, and I found I had more than enough time to party and chase women, while still keeping my grades up.
Granted, I had a little pharmacological help in that regard. It really is amazing how much cocaine can help a guy focus on his studies, and how much you can truly process while stoned out of your mind. Maybe it was just me. I don't know. But I was doing quite well in spite of my extra-curricular activities.
I was driving home for spring break. A week off school; a lot of my friends were going to Malibu or Mexico, while I was just going home. Which was fine by me, I had plenty of friends I wanted to see, and plenty of supplements to keep myself occupied. And, of course, my hard-working parents were out of town all week on a business trip of some sort. I was given the duty of ostensibly keeping an eye on my little sister...
Granted, I had a little pharmacological help in that regard. It really is amazing how much cocaine can help a guy focus on his studies, and how much you can truly process while stoned out of your mind. Maybe it was just me. I don't know. But I was doing quite well in spite of my extra-curricular activities.
I was driving home for spring break. A week off school; a lot of my friends were going to Malibu or Mexico, while I was just going home. Which was fine by me, I had plenty of friends I wanted to see, and plenty of supplements to keep myself occupied. And, of course, my hard-working parents were out of town all week on a business trip of some sort. I was given the duty of ostensibly keeping an eye on my little sister...