Miss: She Wants to Get High Instead

She shrugs. "I'm not really in the dancing mood yet. I need a little something to get me there." She makes a join toking gesture. "Come to the football field with me. We'll get blaze and see if we feel like dancing after that."

"Okay." You say, slightly disappointed but still hopeful as you follow her out the back door and to the abandoned football field. You lay out on the 50 yard line and get high together.

"Wooooow, man, look at all the stars." Rose says laying on her back.

"Jesus, how stoned are you?" You laugh.

Incapable of answering with words Rose beings to laugh too. For a solid five minutes you laugh at nothing, rolling in the grass together. Rose's dress slips down in the process, giving you a full view of a dark, hard nipple. The sight's enough to overwhelm you with lust.