“You are way too damn drunk… let’s go to bed.” I waved the smell of alcohol away from me. He smelled like he had been in the bottom of a damn bottle of rum. “Not drunk enough to do youuuuuu!” Soon as he said do you, Meer pounced back on the floor and continued to dry hump the grass. Goon kicked his ass and walked away. “Nah, fuck this… get yo freaky ass husband, Pri.” “Goon, I promise…. promise I can’t move because I peed all over myself.” She busted out laughing more, as she lifted herself and the pavement was wet.
