05-16-2011, 11:32 PM
The D’Angelo woman was as usual wearing no clothes, her fur had been brushed out previously into its normal beautiful luster. She was just beginning to catch a really nice buzz as she continued smoking. Already her pupils dilated and became bloodshot, and a silly grin spread across her silvery face. Another puff and she happily chomped down a mushroom. Deciding on shrooms and weed first before hitting the harder stuff, it was logical, the dust would put her to sleep and she wanted to be comfortable in her mates room before falling asleep. A rock was not a comfortable place to sleep with still healing ribs.
Be that as it was soon someone approaching caught her off guard, the scent was someone she didn’t recognize and curious eyes looked upon the individual with intrigue. Oh maybe she could have a bit of fun, all thoughts of keeping all her weed, and other substances to herself gone for now as she studied the confused look on his face. Demi let out a devious little giggle so out of character for her that it was almost childish. The little goddess tilted her head to the side and lifted the joint out in front of her in an inviting motion.
“Now now, why ask questions when you can just inhale?” she ask, weed always had this effect on her, made her giddy, almost the furthest thing from the imposing, mean and bitchy woman she tended to be. But she was just as manipulative as normal, and her eyes lit up with the prospect of someone to trip with.
Be that as it was soon someone approaching caught her off guard, the scent was someone she didn’t recognize and curious eyes looked upon the individual with intrigue. Oh maybe she could have a bit of fun, all thoughts of keeping all her weed, and other substances to herself gone for now as she studied the confused look on his face. Demi let out a devious little giggle so out of character for her that it was almost childish. The little goddess tilted her head to the side and lifted the joint out in front of her in an inviting motion.
“Now now, why ask questions when you can just inhale?” she ask, weed always had this effect on her, made her giddy, almost the furthest thing from the imposing, mean and bitchy woman she tended to be. But she was just as manipulative as normal, and her eyes lit up with the prospect of someone to trip with.