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I felt like floating over to the kitchen, the act of walking barely registering as a conscious action only to find her there with even fewer articles of attire on. "Did you put something in?" I've smoked pot with friends on the odd occasion and had a run in with painkillers after a broken leg, those were these kinds of 'who hasn't things, but this felt the opposite of sedating, some club drug that'd go well with loud music, but I never was the type. A feeling of lightheadedness took over, things started to trail around a tiny bit. But I felt something weird in my head that moment, like a sudden uplift in my mood. She went off to the kitchen once again, leaving me just sitting there wondering if I should do something, maybe even leave before this got ~too~ bizarre. "You know, I'm gonna help you." She said and smiled with a gentle sincerity. I asked her if she was feeling ok, more laughing followed along with an affirmative, and then, a sudden change of mood, a moment of seriousness. She practically fell on the ground, rolled around on her back in one long motion, followed by a continuous hysterical laugh. And then she did this one long stare, followed by that sound that felt almost like snorting, the welling up laughter. She brought some cold drinks, it was summer after all and her flat didn't have an AC making her attire look quite reasonable.
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Yet taking advantage of at the very least a friend in a state like this? On the other hand, we were to the point of our relationship where this was bound to happen. I pushed her away for a moment only to be met with a disappointed stare. She was high on something, and I wasn't sure what to do. And the reaction moments later after I saw her was that of rushing to hug me and slide a hand down my body towards the expectedly erect part of me. Underdressed, nipples visible through her tee. In front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror, one of the only distinguishing features of her flat, she turned around. She couldn't stop laughing that day, just invited me over to her flat over the cell, her mood was unusually up, the schoolgirl kind of giggles wasn't what she'd normally do. There was something about our relationship that was special to her.Īnd one day it happened. And the advances of others she met seemed to not matter to her. We grew closer and closer yet there was a void of emotion between us two. The kisses were almost forced, yet we both enjoyed them, in some odd, plainly ~wrong~ fashion. But passion never quite grew, it felt more like friends hanging out together, and the reason had been somewhere with me or so I thought. We took it really slow over the course of a number of months. Time went on and it graduated as she'd invite me to parties, to hang around, and at some point the crowds grew smaller and smaller until I realized it was more or less down to us two going on dates.
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