Forbidden: My Brothers best friend
The leather jacket I'm wearing is sticking to my skin, and I noticed Heather leaning against the wall in front of me, smiling.
Yeah, I just may say fuck it and maybe go for a round two tonight. I need to get Olivia out of my head, and Heather has a nice cunt.
“Oh fuck here bro,” Jason coughed and passed me the blunt. “Sorry, I'm high, I forgot to pass it.”
“It's okay. I'm high too and forgot you had it,” I laughed and slapped him on the back before taking a long, deep hit.
A random song is blasting through the speakers and it's so crowded in here I can barely move. Between the smoke, the girls, the alcohol, I'm having trouble keeping my senses in check.