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"Fuck it. " Julia said which earned a chuckle from Isaac.

She tossed her purse onto the sofa and moved next to the table. This brought her knees bumping against Isaac's. Taking one off the hundred dollar bills from the table she expertly twisted it up into a straw and bent her face to the pile. Just before she began to inhale she felt Isaac's hand stroking the back of her exposed thigh. She paid it no mind she had better things to worry about.

She vacuumed up more than a fair share, which earned a whistle of surprise from Isaac.

Julia straightened,sniffing a few times to clear the remnants of white powder from her nose. Her face was red and flushed and she gasped feeling the rush of euphoria cut through her tiny frame.

"Damn girl, should call you Hoover!" His hand was still on the back of her thigh, sliding up to her pantied ass cheeks.

"Damn right," she said, grinning, "Shit.... That is fucking GOOD. I mean real good. Can I have that drink now?"

"Yea girl, over in the cooler get yourself a fresh one."

Julia took the opportunity to escape his pawing grasp. She sauntered over to the cooler, making sure to swish her skirt in a purposefully teasing manner. Reaching into the cooler all she could find was different varieties of malt liquor in 40oz bottles.

Normally she wouldn't drink malt liquor but the **** made her bold. The bottle was too big for her so she pressed against her as she tore off the cap. With other hands she lifted it up and took a long deep chug. Isaac cheered her on.

She felt she must have chugged half the bottle but when she lowered it she found only a fraction was drank.

"Girl you are a fucking star. Get over here. " Isaac patted his lap.

Julia found herself complying, only a tiny voice in her head resisting. Her head was swimming though and she was eager to get at more of that fine white delight.

She settled into Isaac's lap and immediately noticed the lump in his pants wedged right in between her asscheeks. He only leered at her not addressing it.

"So you like Daddy Isaac's product baby?" He said bouncing her lightly on his thigh.

"Mhmm," she said sucking down more liquor, "Its way waaaay better than anything else I've had."

Julia had been manipulating men for years and she saw Isaac as no different. She wiggled on his lap feeling his growing cock throb beneath her as she rubbed against it.

"Can I have a little more..." She said in a small excessively girlish voice.

Isaac took a long pull on his own forty ounce.

"Yea Baby, anything you want get in there." His hand stroked the back of her head, unnecessarily guiding her face back down to the desk.

She bristled a little bit as he moved her head downward. She didn't like being told what to do nor did she like him touching her like that. But she wanted more of that coke so she pressed her face to the desk. No straw this time she snorted up a giant pile of coke. When she lifted her face she looked like she just ate a frosted donut.

"Haha looks like you missed some." Isaac took a big dark finger, scooping up the remnants from around her nose and sliding it into her mouth.

It tasted medicinal, and the salt of his fingers was strong but Juli eagerly lapped it up feeling her mouth go numb and the drool start to build.

"With this shit I'm gonna be a millionaire girl. You watch. " Isaac removed his finger, wiping the extra drool on her neck.

"My daddy is already a millionaire. " Julia said primly, her pupils widely dilated , her body thrumming manically

"Oh yea?" Isaac growled, stiffening in anger, "Well I got some stuff you never even heard of....and IT is going to make me the biggest **** kingpin since Noreaga."

For a second Julia grew really scared. When she's made him mad, his tone had changed so much she was sure he was going to get violent. But he didn't. And some kind of new, designer ****?

"Hey," he said with a devilish grin, "you wanna try it?"