Ayshe took a hose and handed another to Tiffany. She thought, 'What the hell--when in Rome... ' and inhaled. The water and the long hose cooled the sm...oke completely. It was the smoothest hash she'd ever tasted. "It's very potent--you won't need much," said her aunt. The three women smoked quietly for a few minutes and then Peyma took the hookah away.Time went by and Tiffany realized she was stoned. Really stoned. Lale was massaging her thighs and it felt great. All the sensations--heat, steam,. Sitting there with a smile, rubbing his dick he tells me to unbutton the fly and pull it out. Nervously I do what he tells me. As I reach in and grab his semi hard cock and begin to pull it out, it springs up and is steadily growing. “How do I do this?” “Just put it in your mouth and slide it in and out, but not too fast” With nervous hesitation, I begin. At first, just slightly past the head, and then after a few seconds I had almost half of the shaft steadily sliding in and out of my mouth.. . what happened?” “She dumped me. Tonight. At the party. End of relationship!” “Shit! Robbie, I’m so sorry,” I said, and meant it, “I thought you and Mary were…” “Yeah? Well I thought so too!” he cut in, his eyes tearing up. “What happened? Surely… after all this time it can’t all be over just like that!” I protested. “Can’t it? Last I saw she was on her back, her skirt was round her waist and Mike Burton was fucking the hell out of her on the back seat of his car!” “You’re kidding!” “Nope! The. " "You're right, Tom," Suzie replied. "She probably knew everything that was going to happen in their 'playroom'. When I have lunch with her Wednesday I'll find out. God knows what else I might learn." "I expect a full report." Monday, of course, was a work day for both of us. I, for one, wasn't very productive. I couldn't get my mind off the events of Saturday night. I worried that my co-workers would notice the bulge in my trousers. It also occurred to me during the day that I had forgotten.