Keep it Slow and Lace the Joint

The flames dance hypnotically in front of you as you wait for Roxie to return with the pot. You can feel the warmth on your sensitive flesh. It's amazing how much better things feel to you now.

You smile. Without even looking, you can hear Roxie returning from the tent behind you. For a moment, you close your eyes, hoping that your best friend throughout all your college years can't see the bright yellow glow emanating from your eyes.

"Spark this baby up," beams Roxie as she hands you a good sized joint.

Grinning, you take the joint into your mouth, being sure to get the end as wet as possible with your own saliva. Roxie holds a lighter under the end and you inhale deeply, taking in the thick heady smoke. Your lungs expanded to their fullest, you increase the volume of your tits ever so slightly for effect.

"You bogarted it," complains Roxie as she holds the smouldering hand-rolled cigarette to her lips.

After a few more hits each, Roxie snuffs out the roach and the two of you fall into silence. Trying not to stare, you watch Roxie's eyes as she stares into the dancing flames of the campfire. You can see her hard nipples jutting out from beneath her button down blouse which is tied just below her bosom. It's time to set the mood.