Ask the generous

"Neissa, Right?"

The first words to come out of your mouth for a while now, your throat feels dry as you keep trying to speak.

"Mind if I borrow the vest?"

She looks at you in the eyes, hers are a deep dark brown, that make you feel even more naked. Especially when the drop to your crotch and she says "I don't think that'll fix your problem buddy."

"Well, can I have something to cover myself?"

She looks now to Gordan at her left and seems to start talking to him with her eyes looking at his face, you, and finally saying out loud. "Look we know I aint the only one who smoke 'comfortably' and if theres anyone here with something that'd fit him its you."

Gordan looks at her, than at you, than back at her with a defeated smile on his face, before he sweeps his legs under the sheet, and before you comprehend it, he hands you the pair of loose fitting jeans he just had on.

"Go on don't worry, I'm hiding it more for you than me."

Shannon speaks up, recieving a bowl of weed from Enna. "Hey don't pretend you weren't running outa room down there, once your lady pulls out her titties you can't help it."

As she smokes, you take the jeans, but you can't get your eyes off of the bong resting between Neissa's breasts. The way that they almost wrap around it and how they move when she moves, captivates you until Gordan breaks you from your chance.

"Hey I can pass the bong if you want, but you're gonna have to either drop or don the pants"