Acid I Have Questions

Friday night, dressed in the black strapless dress that clings to her curves like a second skin, Alice descends the stairs, a vision of beauty and desire. Alex's eyes follow her every movement, his heart racing with excitement. She's smoking a cigarette, her eyes meeting his in the mirror as she takes a seductive drag, the tip glowing like a beacon of temptation. He knows she's playing with him, her newfound love for smoking adding a tantalizing twist to their games.

"You look absolutely stunning," he says, his voice thick with lust. He can't resist the urge to reach out and trace the line of the dress, his finger leaving a trail of electricity across her skin. She giggles, the sound as intoxicating as the smoke that lingers between them. "Thank you." He hands her the bong and says “take a hit, I already did.” She does and holds the smoke as they walk to the door, she lets it out when the get to the door and starts coughing. He says. "see". She says "shut up, its your fault". He nods, "you got me there"

The are out at a Michelin 5-star restaurant, the valet the car. He helps her out. The walk to the door and she takes a seductive drag does a snape in hales and puts out the cigarette as she exhales as the walk into the restaurant. Alex is very turned on.

Many of the men watch her. You can see their woman and their look of jealousy. Alice has learned how to wear make up in the last 7 months and she looks good. She is 5’ 5” on a good day, she is wearing 2 and half inch heels, her dress is strapless and split down the side showing her leg up close to her hip when she walks. The Host Says "Mr. Black your regular table is ready". She looks at him. she has many questions to ask him at dinner. Who is he for one. Everyone seems to bow down to him and treat him like he is royalty. She sees everyone's head turn as she walks buy. She isn't sure what they are looking at, it must be Alex. They are taken up a few steps to a round table with couch like chairs and high backs that block peoples view of them. The sign says reserved. He moves the sign, and they sit next to each other.

They order a couple drink. He pushes her a pill and says. “Have fun.” She knows what it is. And takes it and waits for that warm feeling. There drinks arrive and her eyes are starting to dilate, the x taking effect. She looks at him and says, "Alex, I love you but, I don't really know who you are?" He smiles and says, "What do you want to know?"

"Why does everyone treat you like you are royalty." He laughs and says, trust me not everyone treats me like royalty." “Some people hate me so much they would love me dead.” "Jokes on them...hahaha." She smiles. "You still have not answered my question." He says "It is because the places I take you. I tend to own." She says. "You own this restaurant. He smiles and says. "Yes". The other restaurant we went too? "Yes." "You own the mall?" He laughs and says. Well, "Yes". "You own all the stores in the mall? she says with amazement." He says. " No I rent the space" "You own the pizza place?" He says, "No damn it, I tried to buy it, but they won't sell it." he laughs as does she. "How rich are you". He corrects her and says, "How rich are we?" "You should get used to that" He looks at her. He says, "I have every intention of marrying you in a couple years when you are older." She looks at him and smiles big. the x makes her love intense." She speaks. "I will say yes, and I can't wait until you ask" he says, me either.

They are interrupted by the waiter. The lobster bisque is brought out. She has never had it and falls in love with it. "So, how much?" He says 3.4 billion. She says, what is a billion. He looks at her and realizes that someone from her time couldn't comprehend that much money.

He says do you know what a million is. She says yes. He says "3,400 millions." She stops and thinks, and her eyes open wide. " That is a lot." “Yes, it is”. Funny enough 100 years ago it wasn't as much. There was a big financial crisis, and the dollar wasn't worth much." She looks at him shakes her head and says. "I do not understand the words coming out of your mouth: He catches himself and starts to laugh. She laughs with him.

Salads are brough out. She says, "I still don't understand all of this." "How do you know about all this?"

He says over the almost 1000 years I have been alive. I have studied everything. I have focused on engineering and medical and when technology started I was one of the first in. I made a lot of money in the 1990s with investments. I have also done architecture, painting. I am a pilot." She asks, "What is a pilot". He says, I always forget you are still only 7 months in this time" “I know you heard noises in the sky every once and a while and maybe even seen a bird flying really high." She says, "Yes, i forgot to ask you about that." There were no birds in our time that flew that high." He laughs. He says that is a plane. It is a vehicle like a car but flies in the air and people ride on it, so they can get to places faster." "Remember I told you about going into space and taking trips.?" She says, " I do now" "I am not sure I want to fly." He says "Not now but we will talk about it in the future. There is so much to see. The world is a lot bigger than it was during your time."

The main course arrives. She looks at it and isn't sure. "What is this", "I mean i know what the meat is, but what is this thing?" He laughs and says it is lobster it is a delicacy." She says, "It is staring at me." He grabs the head and pulls it off. She says "eww that's discussing." He laughs and breaks apart the tale takes a piece and puts it in butter and shoves it in her mouth."

She pulls back with a face of disgust and starts to chew it and the face changes. First it is quizzical as she chews it becomes, an interesting look. Then it becomes a look of, oh yeah, this shit is good.... He smiles and she takes the fork and cuts a piece and puts it in the butter. She says, "This is divine. " He says, "That is lobster" They eat and drink. She says, "Can i go into the bathroom and vape and get higher." He says “fuck that, do it at the table. This is my restaurant if anyone complains they can go fuck themselves." She smiles and pulls out the thc pen and regular vape pen and hits them both at the same time and holds it. "What do you want for dessert?" he asks. She says and he says at the same time. "Chocolate ice cream" She laughs as he does and he asks, don't you want to try anything else. She says. "No, I could eat chocolate ice cream all day long, if you would let me." He says, "I will not tolerate a fat Alice." He doesn't show any sign of joking. She changes the subject. "How many people have you killed?" He stares at her in disbelief. He whispers, "Not so loud, it is against the law to kill people." She gets really quiet and exaggerates her hands to make it look like she is not letting anyone know what she is saying and giggles and whispers "How many people have you killed." She laughs and realizes, she is high. He says in a whisper, "I honestly don't know and it isn't something I want to think about or know." "I have no planes to kill anyone else, unless...." "Someone hurts you."

She smiles and feels warm inside and it isn't just the X. The ice cream arrives, and they eat. Well, she eats, hers and most of his.

The valet brings the car around. He gets in and sets it on auto drive to take them home.

She lights a cigarette. She says, "I like how much smoke the vape produces but there isn't enough kick to the lungs.?" He says, "I have to agree." And you look much sexier holding and smoking a cigarette." She takes a sexy long drag and snaps back the smoke and takes another long drag as smoke is coming out of her nose. She stares at him and snaps back the second drag. He grabs her and kisses her as she passes the smoke to him.

Alex, I need to ask you something serious. He stops his ****. He says, "Never like hearing that." "What's wrong babe." She says "babe?" he says, "It is a term of endearment." She says, "I like it."

"Sometimes I feel like you are hiding something from me." He looks at her and says. "Like what?" "Alice, I will tell you anything, though there are things about my past that I would rather not, because they hurt to remember them." "You have to understand, that there are 900 plus years of things to share with you." "It will take hundreds of years to tell you all about them."

She looks at him, "Why is all this happening?" He looks a little stunned. "I am not sure I understand the question." She looks at him with intensity. "How can I be alive; how can I be here." "Why me, I just feel there is more to this whole thing." He looks at her and says, "what do you mean this whole thing."

She says. “Alex, I am yours. I could never go back to my old life. I have no idea why anyone would. You have shown me wonders of this world and wonders of my body." "But why would someone spend hundreds of years, trying to figure out how to save someone. They only saw once."

He says, "Let me see if I can explain." You were hung in 1661." Her eyes show a quick hint of fear. "Sorry, probably should have just mentioned the year." “At that time, I had been alive for approximately 400 years. I was in my wandering phase. I had heard about the witch hunts and was curious. I had to be very cautious myself. I couldn’t stay anywhere too long; it just wasn’t smart.” “By this time, I have had 2 wives, and I lived through their lives and deaths.” “There is something that I probably should have told you.” She looks at him intently. “Alice, I can't have kids.” She looks at him. “Why?” “I don’t know it is just part of what happened to me or who I am.”

She looks at him and his worried eyes. “That's ok, I really don’t want them either.” He smiles. “If you ever change your mind, we can always adopt and there are other ways?” “She says, “I have all I want right here.”

“Did you love your wives.” “Very much” “But not like you.” “So why you?” “Fate, luck, the overall plan of the universe” I believe there is one perfect person for each person.” “When I saw you, I knew it was you.” You were always on my mind. I never married after I saw you.”

"When I looked into your eyes, I knew you were the one"' "it was devastating to me to see what happened to you." "I felt the one chance for true happiness was gone."

"In the 1800s, I read a book by H.G.Wells, the time machine." "It gave me ideas." "I had seen how fast technology was moving." "I knew there would come a day when technology caught up with fantasy." I spent the next several 100 years working on time dialation.(ie time travel.)"

"I felt hope. That maybe there was a reason for all this, and it was the fact that if I could have saved you back then, you would have grown old and died." "Now there is a possibility you could live forever like me, with me." "We have the means to do anything."

She is taken back and very emotional. She sees the desperation in his eyes. "You did all of this because you saw me one time?" She starts crying. He holds her and says what wrong. "She says, I need to tell you something, and I am afraid it will change how you feel about me."

He says, "unless you come out and tell me you're a guy and you grow a dick." “I think we are ok.”

She giggles at that. He looks at her, holds her hands and says, "what is it Alice."

She says, "The reason they were hanging me." "It was true, I am a witch, Alex." She interjects, "But we weren't evil we learned the ways of the forest, herbs and other things. My mother was a witch; my father knew it." "She saved him when he was younger with herbs and spices and plants from the woods." "i was begged to help a woman's husband." "Healed him from a wound that he most likely would have died from." "When he lived the accused me of being a witch." "I ran but they caught me." they tried me the next day and found me guilty, I wasn't even allowed to speak." The next morning, they took me out to be hung, I saw you and then saw you again.

He looks at her intently and pauses and thinks. She looks at him waiting for a response.

He says, "There is only one thing to do." She says "what". “It sounds to me like I need to take you upstairs and fuck the witch out of you.” She just looks at him and smiles. He says, "You aren't really a witch. you were a Wicken. You were ahead of your time. You knew how to heal things that others didn't think possible. It was the ignorance of the time." “Imagine if they weren't so stupid. How many people could you or the others have saved?"

She looks at him, and says" Alex, I love you, please fuck the witch out of me.”

They go upstairs. When he gets there, he says, "I am going to introduce you to a new kind of high". She looks at him, excited. "What" They are called shrooms. they are a type of mushroom. She looks at him. She says, "I know what you are talking about." the grow out of sheep and cow shit." "I have done them once to understand their effects." They take your mind away, it can be scary, but I also remember it was nice." He says to her. "Ahh yes, Wicken you know your plants." We will eat a bunch, and it will change our perception on reality. “The sex is crazy.”

They sit cross-legged on the bed, the lights dimmed low, a box of chocolate-covered mushrooms between them. He opens the box, and the rich, earthy scent fills the room. She picks one up, examining it closely before popping it into her mouth. He follows suit, his gaze locked on hers as they chew and swallow the strange, bitter morsels. They sit in silence, the anticipation of the coming high palpable.

As the effects begin to take hold, she notices that the colors in the room seem more vivid, the patterns on the bedspread swirling and dancing before her eyes. His fingers, as they trace her bare arm, send waves of pleasure through her body, each touch more intense than the last. He lights a cigarette, the smoke curling up towards the ceiling, and she leans in, mesmerized by the way the light plays off the tendrils.

Their conversation turns to whispers, their voices seemingly amplified by the mushrooms. Each word feels loaded with meaning, each gesture a declaration of love and desire. He takes a deep drag, and the sight of him exhaling through both his mouth and nose sends a shiver down her spine. She takes the cigarette from him, mimicking his actions, and feels the warmth of the smoke as it fills her lungs.

Their connection grows stronger with each passing moment, their bodies drawn together like magnets. They kiss, the smoke mingling with their breath, their tongues dancing together as they explore the new dimensions of pleasure that the mushrooms have unlocked. He runs his hands over her body, and she gasps at the sensitivity of her skin. It's as if every nerve ending has come alive, each caress sending jolts of electricity to her core.

Their lovemaking is a symphony of sensation, a blend of passion and curiosity as they explore each other's bodies in this heightened state. Time seems to stretch and warp around them, each touch lasting an eternity. They move in sync, their breaths melding into one as they reach new peaks of ecstasy. The mushrooms have transformed their reality into a canvas of color and feeling, and they paint upon it with every kiss, every stroke, every moan of pleasure.

For three hours, they are lost in a world of pure sensation. The only sounds in the room are the soft whispers of their breath, and the occasional sigh of satisfaction. The cushions of the bed are their playground, and the sheets become tangled around them like a lover's embrace. They break only to take a drag from the cigarette, the act of sharing it between them feeling like a sacred ritual.

Finally, exhausted and sated, they collapse onto the bed, their limbs entwined. The world outside seems far away, their universe reduced to the warmth of their bodies and the gentle sound of their hearts beating together. They lie there, basking in the afterglow, their eyes meeting, and they know that nothing will ever be the same. This is the beginning of a journey that transcends time, a bond that has been forged across centuries, and a love that refuses to be confined by the constraints of their past.

The shroom high is intense. they start to laugh at nothing and then at each other's laughs. they have a hard time catching their breath. When they finally do. He says lets go for a swim. She says "ok, light me a cigarette." "I love the feeling on this, and it is wild watching the smoke come out of us."

"She says let's watch a move something with bright colors and a distant land." He thinks which is really hard to do on shrooms. After a min, he is just staring there blank. she starts to laugh; he looks up and says "What?" His eyes very spacy and glassed over. She looks the same and laughs and says "what movie?". He shakes his head and says, "oh yeah, let me think." He says he has a movie. They go into his theater room. He pulls out an oldie but a classic that she must see. "The Wizard of Oz." This movie is about what happens after the play wicked that we saw at the theater.

The show starts and she says "Why is there no color?" He says, "What do you mean there is no color?" fucking with her. She says, "I must be fucked up it looks colorless to me." He laughs and says, "I am just messing with you." She stares at him. He says "Just watch there will be. But back then color film was just being used and was expensive."

She watches the being and the old woman who takes the dog toto. She holds him tight as the tornado takes Dorothy. and then color, lots of color. Lots of little people and a good witch and yellow brick road. She watches intently, jumping at the scary parts, holding his arm constantly.

As they walk down the yellow brick road, the colors become so real she can almost feel them. The mushrooms have transformed the black and white film into a vivid dreamscape. The red ruby slippers sparkle with a fiery intensity, the yellow bricks pulse with a warm, golden light. Even the smoke from their cigarettes seems to dance in time with the munchkins' merrymaking.

The scarecrow and the tin man come to life, their expressions so vivid she feels like she can reach out and touch them. She whispers to Alex, "I think they can hear us," and he nods, his eyes glazed with wonder. They laugh, their giggles echoing in the cavernous theater, as if they are truly in the land of Oz.

The hallucination deepens as the wicked witch appears. Her green skin is so vibrant it seems to ooze malevolence. The woman feels a shiver down her spine, and the room seems to get colder. Alex squeezes her hand, reminding her that it's just a movie, but she can't help but feel like she's right there with Dorothy, facing the tyranny of the witch.

The scene with the flying monkeys is particularly intense. She feels as if they are swooping around the theater, their cries piercing her ears. She buries her face in Alex's chest, her heart racing, until he whispers, "They're just in the film, babe. We're safe."

Her hallucinations are so intense that she swears she can smell the flowers of the poppy field, the sweet aroma filling her nose and making her dizzy. The movie is no longer just a story, but an immersive experience that transcends the screen.

The climax of the film arrives, with Dorothy throwing water on the witch. The room fills with the scent of melting plastic, and she jumps, the realization that it's just the shrooms setting in.

As the witch shrieks and dissolves, the woman feels a strange kinship with the girl from Kansas. Both of them had faced a world that didn't understand them, a world that sought to destroy them. But here, in this vivid, trippy land of color, she knows she's found a place where she belongs. A place where she can be free from the fear and judgment of the past.

They sit in the darkness, the credits rolling, the mushroom's grip on their reality slowly fading. The woman looks at Alex, her eyes glistening with tears. "Thank you," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "For saving me, for showing me this world."

He brushes a strand of hair from her face, his gaze soft. "You're welcome," he says. "But it's your world now too. Let's go make some more magic."

The shrooms have brought them closer together, their love story intertwined with the vivid fantasy on the screen. As they stumble out of the theater, the world seems brighter, more alive than ever before. They hold hands, ready to face whatever comes next, knowing that as long as they have each other, there's no place like home.

Their kisses deepen, their passion igniting like a match in a dry field. They find themselves in a secluded corner of the house, the walls seeming to melt away as they become lost in each other. He leans her back, and she straddles him, the sundress riding up to expose her bare skin to the cool air. She fumbles with his belt, her movements clumsy yet determined, a grin playing on her lips as she finally releases him. He groans, feeling himself rise to the occasion, his eyes never leaving hers.

With a playful glint in her eye, she asks him to light her cigarette, her voice thick with desire. He does so, cupping his hand to protect the flame from a breeze that seems to have picked up in the stillness of the room. As she takes a drag, she watches him, the tip of the cigarette glowing like a small sun between her fingers. "Someone needs a smoking fuck," she says, her voice husky and filled with mischief. He nods, his eyes dark with lust. "And it's you," she adds, her voice dropping to a whisper.

The cigarette dangles from her mouth as she lowers herself onto him, her movements deliberate and slow. The smoke swirls around them, an invisible dance partner in their intimate embrace. She rocks back and forth, the friction sending bolts of pleasure through her body. He runs his hands over her curves, tracing the lines of her breast that seem to pulse with the beat of her heart. They are lost in a haze of smoke and love, their bodies speaking a language that transcends time and space.

The world outside fades away, leaving only the two of them, wrapped in a cocoon of passion. They move as one, their breaths mingling in a rhythmic symphony that echoes through the quiet house. The cigarette burns down to her fingertips, forgotten in the moment of ecstasy that takes them over.

When the world comes back into focus, they lay tangled in the mess of their clothes, the cigarette burned out, forgotten in the ashtray. They laugh, the sound echoing through the house, a declaration of their love and freedom. They had conquered the darkness of their past, and together, they had found a new world filled with color and light, a place where they could truly be themselves without fear of persecution.

The rest of the night is a blur of shared candy, deep conversations about their pasts and futures, and more mind-bending exploration of each other's bodies. They fall asleep in each other's arms, the warmth of the bed enveloping them like a warm embrace. As the first light of dawn filters through the windows, they wake to the sound of the modern world outside, ready to face whatever it has to offer, hand in hand.

Alex, brews a pot of coffee, the rich aroma filling the room as they sit at the gleaming kitchen counter, sipping the dark liquid. She asks him about his world, the one she's now a part of. He tells her tales of flying cars and talking computers, and she listens with rapt attention, her eyes wide with wonder. They eat a breakfast of eggs and toast, the simplicity of it all feeling almost decadent after the feasts of the night before.

"Thank you," she whispers, her voice filled with awe. "For everything."

Alex smiles, his eyes still sparkling with the remnants of the trip. "No, thank you," he says. "For trusting me, for coming with me. For making this journey with me."

Their love feels as eternal as the stars above, as boundless as the universe itself. They know that the path ahead will not be easy, but with each other, they can face whatever the future holds. As the room settles back into the familiar, they hold on to the magic of the night, not ready to let go of the profound connection they've just shared.

The next day, as the sun streams through the windows, casting shadows of their entwined bodies onto the wall, Alex brings up the topic of their psychedelic journey. "What did you think of the shrooms?" he asks, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.

Her response is swift and honest. "They taste like shit," she says, giggling, the memory of the bitter flavor still lingering. "But the feeling is nice. Just not something I would do all the time. It's a bit too much for my poor brain." Alex laughs with her, his eyes twinkling with the shared memory. "I can understand that. But what if I told you there's something stronger? Something that could show you even more of the wonders of the universe?"

Her curiosity piqued, she looks at him with a mix of excitement and apprehension. "What is it?"

He leans in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Acid," he says, watching her reaction closely. "It's like nothing you've ever experienced. The hallucinations are intense, the colors more vivid, the sounds more profound. It's a journey into the very essence of reality."

Her eyes widen as he speaks, the prospect both terrifying and tantalizing. She's seen the power of the mushrooms, but the idea of something even more potent is almost too much to fathom. "What's it like?" she asks, her voice a mix of wonder and fear.

“I have never done it. "But I hear it's like nothing you can imagine," he tells her, his hand tracing lazy patterns on her arm. "It's like peeling back the layers of the world to see the beauty beneath. It's like becoming one with the cosmos."

Alice, considers his words for a moment, the weight of his proposal hanging in the air. The idea of such an intense experience is both thrilling and overwhelming. She looks at him, the man who has saved her from a fate worse than **** and sees the excitement in his eyes. "Okay," she says finally, her voice filled with a determination she didn't know she had. "Let's do it."

Alex's grin widens, his eyes lighting up with anticipation. He knows the responsibility he has taken on, the trust she has placed in him. He nods solemnly, a silent promise to keep her safe, to guide her through the uncharted territories of her own mind. "But we'll wait," he says, his voice gentle. "We'll prepare ourselves, learn more about it, and when you're ready, we'll take the trip together." “I have never done this either.”

The promise hangs between them, a new adventure on the horizon. For now, though, they bask in the afterglow of their first night in this strange, beautiful world, their love a beacon in the vast expanse of the unknown. They are no longer just a woman from the past and a man from the future, but two souls bound together by fate, ready to conquer the mysteries of time and the human spirit.

They sit in silence for a moment, contemplating the depths of their shared experiences and the thrill of the unknown. She looks at the cigarette in her hand, feeling the familiar craving for something more intense. "I trust you, Alex," she says, her voice steady. "Whenever you think we're ready, we can try it. But let's not rush into it."

Alex nods, his expression a mix of relief and excitement. He knows the power of addiction, the way it can consume a person's soul. But he also knows the strength that lies within her, the fiery spirit that had defied the gallows and the darkness of their past. He leans over and kisses her, the taste of their shared cigarette lingering on her lips. "We'll do it together,"

Alex nods, his expression a mix of relief and excitement. He knows the power of addiction, the way it can consume a person's soul. But he also knows the strength that lies within her, the fiery spirit that had defied the gallows and the darkness of their past. He leans over and kisses her, the taste of their shared cigarette lingering on her lips. "We'll do it together," he whispers.

Days turn into weeks, and their bond deepens with every shared experience. They explore the city hand in hand, the future a playground of possibilities before them. They speak of their pasts, their fears and their hopes, building a bridge between the 17th and 22nd centuries. The woman, who had been known only as "a Witch" in her own time, begins to embrace the name Alice, a symbol of her rebirth in this brave new world.

Finally, the day comes when Alex feels they are ready for the next step. He prepares the acid with care, the square of paper imbued with a potency that could shake the very foundations of reality. They sit in the dimly lit living room, the TV playing an old movie that Alice has grown to love - "The Wizard of Oz." The film seems to mirror their own journey, a tale of a girl plucked from a black and white world and thrust into a world of color and wonder.

The acid takes hold, and the walls of the room seem to pulse with life. The colors on the screen bleed into the room, and the music swells around them, a symphony of sound and light. Alice feels as if she's been plucked from the dusty streets of 1661 and placed into a kaleidoscope of sensation. The cigarette in her hand feels like a wand, casting spells of smoke into the air.

As Dorothy sings "Somewhere Over the Rainbow," Alice and Alex's eyes meet, and the passion ignites. Their bodies move in time with the music, a dance of love that transcends the boundaries of their minds. The couch becomes a cloud, the air around them thick with desire. They kiss, the taste of the acid mixing with their saliva, a potent cocktail of love and chemicals.

Their clothes fall away, revealing the beauty of their intertwined forms. The lights in the room flicker and swirl, casting a hypnotic pattern on their skin. The sex is unlike anything they have ever felt before - it's as if the universe is exploding around them, stars and galaxies coalescing in the space between their bodies. The intensity of the high magnifies every sensation, making the most mundane act feel like the pinnacle of creation.

He lights a cigarette and she stares at it. It looks like a cartoon cigarette. She had seen it on the TV a few times. As Alex takes a drag the smoke is rainbow colored as it comes out of his mouth. She reaches out and she grabs it. She is able to pull it to her and she inhales the rainbow. "What has really happened is alex leaned over and put the cigarette to her lips." He looks at Alice and he sees a Regal Queen in a Royal gown. Smoke is coming out her mouth and forming words. They say "Kneel before your Queen and lick her royal cunt until she comes" What really happened is Alice exhaled and said, "Suck my cunt, I need to come" Alex hands Alice the cartoon cigarette. Alice pulls on it and Alex starts licking her pussy. Alice takes a 10 second drag, her checks caving in.. She inhales with everything she has and holds it as she falls back on the bed while Alex sucks her pussy. She lets the smoke out of her mouth and she sees the rainbow. She looks at her hand and it is a cartoon hand and it is rainbow colored. She looks over in the mirror and she is all cartoon and all rainbow color. The rainbow color leaves her as she exhales the rainbow smoke. She takes another monster drag and inhales and she is rainbow colored again. She can see the rainbow smoke swirling in her. She has totally forgotten about Alex, she is just tripping. But then all the sudden, the rainbow smoke coming out of her gets brighter and brighter. She looks down and sees Alex, he looks like he is one of those Egyptian gods that Alex showed her in the big book. He is the God of Pleasure and she feels it coming. She grabs the back of the gods head and begs him to make her come. Alex is down there licking and sucking like there is no tomorrow. He is licking the best tasting pussy he has ever had. The more he licks the faster he licks and sucks the better it tastes. It is insane how good it taste, he has to keep sucking. He knows there is a prize at the end.... It starts to happen. She is looking around and the room is a cartoon. The room is shaking. The shaking is getting worse. Thinks that were never on the wall are falling off the wall. The roof pops up and falls back down. It is an insane the build up. She takes a double pump pull on the cigarette and inhales with everything she has. She hears a voice. "Alice you have to come and you have to come now or we are all doomed." Of course no one said that. But Alice puts the cigarette in her mouth and grabs the Egyptian gods head with both hands and starts fucking his face. She takes a direct pull from the cigarette and does it for 10 seconds. The burn in her lungs is not existent. The feeling is exquisite, she is smoking a rainbow. She explodes, the smoke comes out of her mouth. She sees unicorns, they unicorns look up as she screams and they run away. She sees a star and it explodes right in front of her. Alex is in paradise he found the prize and it is juicy and sweet. He comes up and immediately starts fucking her. She starts moaning. He lights her another cigarette and hands it to her. He looks at her and say. "I have never made a queen come before." She starts laughing, "I am a queen" and she sees her self as a queen also. She says, "You shall fuck me and though shall fuck me good and when you are done, you shall fuck me some more."

"If you fail me you will be thrown in the dungeon and tortured." He looks at her and says. "Your majesty, I am your knight and I will be successful, but can I still be tortured by you in your dungeon.?" "So it shall be she says." They both start laughing hysterically and cant stop for 4 or 5 min. "This stuff is crazy, I saw rainbow smoke and i became a rainbow." "Fuck me Alex." He looks at her and says, "you have no idea how good you taste." He enters her. "Oh my God, you feel incredible Alice." Alice her eyes wide, "Your dick feels so big oh god this is going to be so good.?

Alex starts to pound her, the smoke from the cigarette swirling around them like a serpent of pleasure. Alice takes another drag, and with each exhale, the smoke coils around Alex's body, painting him in a myriad of colors that make him look like a living painting. She feels the pressure building inside her, each stroke bringing her closer to the edge. He grabs her neck, not too hard, but enough to make her gasp. He tells her to hold the smoke in. She does and her eyes start to water. He starts to **** her, not hard enough to cut off her air, but enough to make her feel like she's floating. The pressure builds and builds until she thinks she's going to explode. She feels his cock pulsing inside her, and with one last ****, she lets out the smoke and screams as she has the most intense orgasm of her life. She sees stars, literally stars, bursting before her eyes. She is deep in smoke, everything is smoke, she is smoke, Alex is smoke. They are becoming one. She loves the Acid and knows they will do it again.

The week is a buzz of recovery exercises and good eating. They go to a sporting event on Monday, she didn't understand it much. A bunch of guys in armored suits chasing a ball and some times kicking it, throwing it. It made no sense to her. But she loved the excitement in the crowd and beer. They had their own room and it was cool where most people had to sit outside in the heat. She thinks to herself. We are rich....

Tuesday they go shopping for winter cloths. Though it is September, she isn't sure why so soon but it shopping, she isn't going to complain. She asks Alex, "Alex, I notice that Christmas is celebrated here. But Christmas used to be in December, did they move the date?" He looks at her quizzically. And says, "Ahh, no they just start advertising and selling Christmas stuff real early." She says, "That is strange." Alex says, "I know they seem to forget about Halloween." She looks at him. "Hollo what?" He explains to her what Halloween is. She says, "Can we dress up too?" He says "Absolutely, we will even go to a few parties where you can were different costumes."

On Thursday he says to her, “What do you feel like doing this week? She says, I want to smoke Meth this weekend. Lets get fucked up on meth tonight and then tomorrow we will go somewhere and take some coke with us and just have fun. He says I like that Idea.:

Friday 3 pm. They head up to the bedroom. He gets the hookah and the meth out. He looks at her.

He says, “I have to ask you something.”

She says what. He says, “Do you know that the smoking and the **** and not good for our bodies.” She says, “I kind of figured that out, when I had the tumor and chronic cough you had to fix.” “Is that why we run scans on me monthly?” He says, “Yes”, “I have abused your body, Alice.” “I wish I could tell you that I am sorry, but I am not. I lust after you, when you smoke.” “If we could, I would smoke with you all day and night and fuck you while you did it and all the ****. But I know, we can’t do that.” “There has to be control and that is why I limit us to what we do and when we do it.” “I need to know how you feel about it, about what I have done to you.”

“I have made you a smoker and a pot head and a **** user and a sex machine.” “I did it to please me and to see if I could open your eyes to my world.” I did it because I could and frankly you didn’t have much of a chance.” “I put you in a place where you had no other real choices.” “I manipulated you without your consent.”

She looks at him. ‘Alex, what I can tell you is now, I love you unconditionally, where you go, I go, what you do, I do.” “I am yours and you are mine”. “Are you asking me what I felt before i fell in love?” He nods.

She says, “Ok, you want to know what I felt from the beginning of this?” He nods.

“When I saw the earlier, when I was coming out of the jail. I felt a longing when I looked into your eyes, like I knew you.” “Then of course, everything moved so fast. I was dragged to the gallows, and the noose was put on me. I was begging and crying.” “When they pulled me in the air, I saw you again, you were determined but you were held back.” “The second time you were gone.” “I longed to see your face as I was dying.” “And then you appeared, dress so strangely, knocking people around and producing that stun light you had.” “I was terrified at what I was witnessing. I didn’t understand.” “Then you spoke, and I wasn't sure, then I looked into your familiar eyes and went with you.” “The first day here I was in shock.” “I don't even remember it.” “I do remember you being so kind.” “But I also remember being locked in my room.” “The next day, was a wonderful day, and I realized later it was because you got me high without telling me.” He says, “I wanted you to relax, I was worried about you.” She looks at him. “I honestly believe that, but I also now know you had other motivations.”

“The next day when you bought me cigarettes. I enjoyed the feeling in my lungs and how it gave me a buzz and especially playing with the smoke. It took away a lot of the nerves i was having.” “It was fun you show me how to smoke like a lady.” “But now I also know that you were getting me addicted on purpose.” “You got me hooked on smoking pot and masturbating and then letting you eat me while I smoked.” “Then you introduced me to crack, meth, heroin, X and shrooms so far.” He looks down, dejected, hearing all this.

She pulls his head up and looks him in the eye and says. “If I knew what all these **** where and what they would do to me, before you gave them to me, would I have taken them?” “Is that the question?” He looks in her eyes and whispers, “Yes.” She says, “Honestly probably not.” He looks at her with sadness. She says, “Babe, I was a girl, a witch from the 1600s. Brought into the 2100s. I was unknowing.”

“What I can tell you is this.” “You saved my life and have given me a wonderful new life, and I will do anything for you.” “You told me when you took me. That if I went, you would control me, but I wouldn’t want for anything.” “You didn’t lie” “and I love everything you have made me into and wouldn’t change it.” “I love smoking, I love watching you smoke and myself smoke.”. “Yes, you did this to me. And it's what I want as I know it is what you want. And you aren’t getting out of marrying me.”

She lights a cigarette and snap inhales and leans in and forces the smoke into Alex’s lungs. He leans over and brings the hookah up and loads it with Meth.

She says, I want to sit back on the bed and smoke a few cigarettes while you make me come. I am going to take my first hit of meth as I peek. Be prepared I may **** your head into my cunt...He laughs...And he starts licking her cunt. She puts on a smoke show for him. Snap inhales, blowing smoke over her tits. double and triple pumps blowing smoke into his face as he eats her. The orgasm starts as she takes a drag off her cigarette. she grabs the back of his head and pushes it into her. He is shoving his fingers in and out of her pussy as he eats her. She picks up the hookah hose and sucks with everything she has. She fills her lungs up with meth smoke. And puts her other hand on his head and fucks his face going up and down her clit hitting his nose. She holds the smoke as long as she can and releases a monster cloud of meth from her mouth and nose. He hands her the tube, and she takes another hit right as the first hits high hits her. She starts to shake and buck against his face. The orgasm is starting to peek. She can’t hold the smoke any more she exhales another monstrous cloud. She picks up the hose and sucks on it again. Her back arches under him. as the orgasm explodes. She holds the smoke, her lungs burning with pleasure. They high at an all-time high, her whole body is spasming. But she won’t let go of the smoke and she keeps coming. Finally, she stats to let go of the smoke. oooohhhh ggggggggggggoooooooooooddddddddd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She screams as the volcano smoke erupts from her mouth. She looks at him and says “fuck me now!”

There is no hesitation from Alex he jumps up. His dick is hard as hell; it almost hurts it is so hard. He impales her and she moans and starts to take another hit. before she can he takes the hose from her. She looks at him like, what the hell.... he takes a monstrous hit and starts fucking her so hard she is bouncing on the bed. She takes the hose from him and takes a massive hit. Her grabs his hands and puts them around her throat and she grabs his and she holds with all her strength feeling his neck muscles push against her hands as she tries to **** him to hold the smoke and come. He has his and on her neck in that special place. She has a look of pure determined pleasure. She is bouncing up on the bed every time he thrust into her. She starts to feel the lack of oxygen and he explodes. His dick feels so big. She loves it the feeling of being filled from both ends. The smoke in her lungs and cock in her pussy. She looks at him, lovingly and says, “I wouldn’t trade this for the world.” They continue to fuck and smoke.

End of Part 1