Smoking Hot Mirrors, And Threesomes!

Everyone agreed that it was a good idea. Camie and Chevy were drinking tequila; he had Smoking Hot Mirrors Comfort. I knew if I was going to have to wait until they got drunk or high enough to have a threesome, I would have to pace myself. I decided to only drink one shot to their two. Luckily, they were laughing and joking around enough that they didn’t even notice.

Once we’d all had a couple of shots, we all lit cigarettes. There was some debate over how we were going to smoke the weed. Camie and I had a three-foot bong we wanted to use, but Chevy didn’t smoke weed very often and was reluctant to try it. However, it didn’t take much to convince her to try it. We told her we would go first to show her the best way to do it, and afterward, we’d smoke a joint. I turned the lights down, muted the TV, and played some music we all liked Smoking Hot Mirrors.

I sat back on the couch and packed the bong’s bowl. she was going to go first. Camie told Chevy that it wasn’t nearly as bad as it looked, and she would enjoy it. The bong was so big that someone else had to light it for you when you took a hit. When I was ready, Camie got on the floor. We had it down to a science. I would nod, signaling Camie to light the bowl. If you timed it just right, you could get the smoke to the top just as your lungs got full. When I stopped inhaling, I’d breathe out of my nose, and Camie would pull the bowl so I could clear the chamber.

Camie was next, so I packed her a fresh bowl. I didn’t get on Smoking Hot Mirrors. Instead, I just leaned over to light the bowl for her. She took a small hit to show Chevy it wasn’t so bad.