StFornicate
Sinful Salvation
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I was reaching into my pack of smokes to pull out a joint when she declared that she didn't have to do this, and that I knew it.
I think I may have growled at her in response, but lit the joint off my burning cigarette. The room was poorly ventilated, and the smoke pooled around the ceiling.
"The hell, you say?" I replied, taking a toke off the joint. I walked over to her, blocking her way out, and let the smoke from the marijuana out through my nose in a steady, thick stream.
"Bitch, you owe me three songs worth of lap dances. In your underwear," I declared. "You better start taking them clothes off, unless you want me to help."
I think I may have growled at her in response, but lit the joint off my burning cigarette. The room was poorly ventilated, and the smoke pooled around the ceiling.
"The hell, you say?" I replied, taking a toke off the joint. I walked over to her, blocking her way out, and let the smoke from the marijuana out through my nose in a steady, thick stream.
"Bitch, you owe me three songs worth of lap dances. In your underwear," I declared. "You better start taking them clothes off, unless you want me to help."