Grand Final Weekend

Crystal meth this weekend. Yay! Yippee! Oh, I sound like a druggie, don’t I? Honestly, I haven’t thought about it since the last time I did it, with George. Big, hairy, Greek George. Nobody fills out a pair of y-fronts the way George does.

A co-worker recently said that people get addicted the very first time they use it. So she thought, so she had heard. I told her she should stop getting her information from the channel 10 news. I'd said it before I thought too much about it, really before I'd given it too much thought. I don't really want to sound like an expert, not about that.

Another co-worker said that if anyone in the office had used it, it would be Josh. She said my name, I wasn't expecting that. I was shocked.

"Me?" I didn't have to put on a mock shocked voice, it kind of squeaked in real shock. "Why me?" I went up at the end of the two words sharply.

"Oh, I don't know," she said. She shrugged and scrunched up her nose. "Just because." I didn't answer. I know better than to answer that.

There has been a big study and it concluded that meth use in Victoria hadn’t significantly increased since 2008, so much for the news services beat up ice epidemic.

Me and Ben are going to smoke it and watch porn. I haven't watched Ben jerk off for some time. He has the prettiest dick and the roundest set of balls. If ever someone needed a cock model, Ben is their man. He also looks hot in his jocks, sometimes I make him keep his undies on so I can perve on him, which sounds odd when I am going to put him in my mouth and taste his precum and then make him spurt his juice but, you know, sometimes a bit less is really sexy. It is his sexy legs and the way his jocks hug his sexy arse and hold his balls and cock in place.