A little preface information; this is an excerpt from my autobiography - it takes places after I find my girlfriend of over ten years cheating. I turned to drugs, drinking, and partying to try and heal my wounds - but nothing worked. If you haven't read "Sexual awakening post nasty divorce" you might want to check it out as it was that experience that gave me the confidence needed to engage with this girl at the party.
"Desperate women throw themselves at men, but it's only the weak who accept the offer..."
I went to a party down in Ogden that was a good mix of people I knew from school (or working at A&W) and I was feeling quite nostalgic as I scanned the room because I seen plenty of familiar faces, and I remembered funny stories about many of the attendees. This was one of the rare parties where me and my friends were the "older crowd," as we were usually hanging out with the more senior guys like friends brothers etc.
This group was different because it had a good percentage of people who'd graduated two, or even three years after me, or they were the younger siblings from my circle of friends. In fact the girl who was hosting the party (Ashley) was the younger sister of a good friend of mine who I'd gone to Fairview and Western with. Ashley was always a wild child and I remember back in school how she was constantly throwing parties or getting into trouble with drugs; so it was no big surprise when I made my way to the kitchen to find she was offering up mushrooms at this shindig!
"Hey Bossman! Can I interest you in trying some shrooms? I'm just about to make some tea..." Our gracious host yelled out as she invited me to join the group on a psychedelic journey.
"Sure, I haven't done mushrooms in forever and it sounds like fun!" I replied as my excitement was evident in my tone, then I sat down at the crowded kitchen table. I wasn't seated for more than a minute when Ashley came over and perched herself on my lap so she could feed me some Doritos with a few chunks of mushrooms on them; then when I was sufficiently medicated she returned her attention to the stove to finish steeping the magic tea that was offered to the group.
While sitting at the kitchen table I shot the shit with those I knew, and talked to the people I didn't recognize while I tried to figure out who the new faces were, and who they were related to; when a few of Ashley's friends who had just arrived at the party came into the kitchen - and she made them the same offer of mush-tea she did me. The three girls politely declined the offer and they decided to socialize in the kitchen, but there wasn't any more room at the table so I got up and offered my seat as this wasn't really my "crowd," and I planned on going to find Barry as soon as I finished my magical drink. One of the girls (Amber) gladly accepted my chair, so I moved over by the stove and started chatting with Ashley; but I kept looking over at Amber because I recognized her but I couldn't figure out from where.
I spent a few minutes cycling thru my friends in my head while I tried to figure out where I knew Amber from; but I was soon interrupted by Ashley. "Ok ladies and gentlemen; the moment you've been patiently waiting for has finally arrived - the tea is ready!" Our enthusiastic host exclaimed as she started pulling out mugs to distribute them amongst the group of six or seven that wanted to do mushrooms. Once the mugs had been given to anyone in need Ashley made her rounds filling each one up, then she returned to the stove to put peanut butter on a bunch of toast that she'd made and proceeded to put the mushrooms she used to steep the tea on top of the peanut butter. "No point in wasting any of the mushrooms; who wants some toast to make this trip EXTRA special?" She asked.
Go Big or Go Home, right? Being in the mood for an extra special adventure I put my hand up, and Ashley brought me over a slice of toast to go with my tea. I did my best to choke it down but it was so stinky I could smell it with my ears! I quickly powered thru the hot drink and toast that tasted like feet and dust, then I decided to continue my tour so I could look for Barry. I made my way downstairs; figuring I'd have a good chance of finding him in the laundry room because it was the only place in the house that people were allowed to smoke. I was chatting with my friends and mingling as I made my way thru the crowded rooms towards the basement (and I waited for the mushrooms to kick in) until finally I was at the bottom of the stairs.
The laundry room was a fairly large, undeveloped chunk of the basement, that was at the end of a hallway after the two bedrooms. This room was used for storage, but also kinda setup as a hang-out or smoking lounge; as it had a small table with some chairs around it. Like I said the laundry room was the only place in their house where smoking was permitted, so when it was crowded people would usually crack the small window that was close to the ceiling so that the room didn't get too smoky (or they wanted to clear out the abundant smell of weed). I walked into the laundry room and as suspected I found Barry where he was sitting at a small table with three other people chatting and drinking. Do you remember That 70's show? You know that table they'd all smoke weed at? Well this room looked much like that; so I said hi to everyone then waited for the joint that was making its way around the room to get to me, when suddenly in walks Amber and her two friends...
Now I still hadn't figured out where I knew Amber from, and the mushrooms were just starting to kick in; so for the second time in a brief window I'd been caught staring at her as I tried to solve the mystery, the whole-while I was trying to ignore the other ludicrous thoughts that were forming because my high was taking hold (like why did they cancel That 70's show? I so-forth proclaim that Ashton Kutcher is my mortal enemy!) Amber must've noticed me looking at her so she came over to where I was by the sink and washing machine so she could address the giant elephant in the room...
"You don't remember me do you?" The friendly stranger asked as she shot me a flirty smile. I stepped towards her and took one final look - she was wearing these sexy jean shorts that were all torn to shit and they were paired with a rainbow tube top and a sweat band with her hair up in a ponytail. I was trying; but for the life of me I couldn't figure out where I knew her from, plus I was now as high as giraffe nuts, so I replied; "No, but I definitely want to pre-lick your stamps!" Because she was tiny and cute, making her just my style...
Amber laughed, then told me that many moons ago she used to live in Riverbend, and I used to hang out with her older brother. She continued to explain that she literally hated my guts, and couldn't stand it when me and her brother would get together at their parent's house; but despite her hating my cocky and obnoxious attitude she's had a purely physical crush on me for as long as she could remember.
"I really want to fuck you, but I don't want you to get the wrong idea, or even to talk to me after... I think you're a pompous ass; and I'm only willing to do this to see if the stories about you Ogden boys are true. Is that something you can handle?" She asked as she brushed her hand on my arm and batted her big blue eyes at me.
Now keep in mind between the mushrooms and the weed I was HIGH AS FUCK! So I gave Amber a final once over (trying to figure out how many two-for-one Golden Corral coupons it was going to take to make this transaction possible) then suddenly I blurted out; "You have small tits; I bet you could wear that sweatband as a shirt! Yes I know it was incredibly smooth; but that's how I operate when I'm stoned as fuck on mushrooms.
Corny line aside I was surprised when Amber said "No I can't!" then she peeled off her shirt; exposing the fact she wasn't wearing a bra as she proudly displayed her amazingly perky chest and everyone started cheering at her brazen exhibit.
Amber's breasts weren't silicone monsters but they made up for their lack in size because they were perfectly shaped. They were definitely on the smaller side, but they were in exacting proportion to her tiny frame, and they were capped with exquisite little nipples that were standing at attention; so she was either cold or turned on! Amber pulled the sweatband from her head and tried to stretch it down around her tits while we all watched her struggle to push it onto her chest. I found this display extremely fascinating and I was thoroughly enjoying the show; because who doesn't love boobies?
Suddenly the mushrooms hijacked my brain and Amber started melting down; then she morphed into this little elf (this wasn't a far stretch of the imagination as she was a tiny thing in real life; like 5 foot max) and after putting her shirt back on she'd been reduced to the size of a Keebler Elf and she was running around the room like a loose gerbil.
The tea just hit me like a freight-train, and the drugs were skull fucking me as I was having vivid hallucinations while experiencing a bad trip. I started panicking as I tried to come to terms with what I'd just seen, when suddenly micro-Amber ran upstairs and went straight into the bathroom (or I thought she did). I took off in hot pursuit of the little elf; and as I caught up to her I watched her flush herself down the toilet - so I started LOSING MY SHIT! In a panic I grabbed Barry and tried explaining that we needed a sledgehammer to bust up the toilet so we could rescue Amber, but he dismissed me. I was going absolutely nuts while trying to convey the urgency of the situation to anyone who would listen, but nobody would help!