16-04-2024, 10:03 AM
She quickly got up to lock her door then sat on the bed. She was too exasperated and pissed off to resume her masturbation session. Instead, she found herself craving for a smoke.
Dan was Jenna's cousin. He was 5 years older than her. He often hanged out with Jenna's older brother, who was sleeping in the room next to hers. Dan did not have a car and would sometimes crash in her brother's room after a boys' night out.
Dan used to live in the country; he was, like most peasants, an early-riser. Jenna had never found him attractive; he was a plain guy, somewhat skinny and had quite an awkward demeanour, very quiet and reserved.
Jenna fumbled into her bag for her pack of Marlboro Lights and her lighter. She then carefully opened her door, to prevent it from creaking, and tip-toed to her brother's room. She had to be careful not to wake her parents up.
She found Dan sitting on the bean bag next to the bed; her brother was sound asleep and she knew he would not be waking up anytime soon. She stood on the threshold and signalled to him.
"Since when do you smoke?" she whispered to Dan, showing him the pack of cigarettes in her hand. "I don't. I just wanted some tobacco for the joint."
Jenna admired his impassiveness. He was pretending he did not see anything earlier.
"Do you wanna share it?" she asked.
"Sure thing."
"Wait, not here." She moved closer to him, so she could speak more softly. "Unlike my brother, I'm not allowed to smoke pot in the house. Let's go to the bathroom downstairs."
Dan was Jenna's cousin. He was 5 years older than her. He often hanged out with Jenna's older brother, who was sleeping in the room next to hers. Dan did not have a car and would sometimes crash in her brother's room after a boys' night out.
Dan used to live in the country; he was, like most peasants, an early-riser. Jenna had never found him attractive; he was a plain guy, somewhat skinny and had quite an awkward demeanour, very quiet and reserved.
Jenna fumbled into her bag for her pack of Marlboro Lights and her lighter. She then carefully opened her door, to prevent it from creaking, and tip-toed to her brother's room. She had to be careful not to wake her parents up.
She found Dan sitting on the bean bag next to the bed; her brother was sound asleep and she knew he would not be waking up anytime soon. She stood on the threshold and signalled to him.
"Since when do you smoke?" she whispered to Dan, showing him the pack of cigarettes in her hand. "I don't. I just wanted some tobacco for the joint."
Jenna admired his impassiveness. He was pretending he did not see anything earlier.
"Do you wanna share it?" she asked.
"Sure thing."
"Wait, not here." She moved closer to him, so she could speak more softly. "Unlike my brother, I'm not allowed to smoke pot in the house. Let's go to the bathroom downstairs."
जिंदगी की राहों में रंजो गम के मेले हैं.
भीड़ है क़यामत की फिर भी हम अकेले हैं.