“Hi, Mom.” “Here, take this. You’ll feel better.” She handed me a blunt. I put it in my mouth and inhaled deeply. I could taste the end of it. It was slimy. Then I heard Bishop laughing. That fucking nose-smoker! I’d just introduced his snot to my digestive system. I got even more paranoid. My dick started itching. I began to worry that I’d caught something from him. It started spreading. I couldn’t see, and my whole body was itching. I scratched my chest. It felt like there were sores everywhere. I mean, why was he smoking through his nose? Probably because he had some disease in his mouth. I
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