A wild young redhead from suburban Detroit, Beth was determined to rebel against her strict catholic parents whenever possible. One particular point of contention was her Hispanic boyfriend of six months. Her parents had numerous issues about Miguel, from his age to the neighborhood he lived in; he was twenty-five and lived in a dilapidated area close to the city center. Beth and Miguel hit it off immediately when they met at a mutual friend's house party.
Miguel was born in Columbia and had the most beautiful complexion, dark brown eyes and a mild accent that drove her wild; his Hispanic ethnicity and neighborhood were a bonus that drove her conservative parents crazy.
Although they were dating exclusively, they weren't in any official relationship. Each weekend she expected Miguel would make it official. As the months passed, she had relented that he likely didn't feel it needed to be spoken and was obvious; Miguel was clearly more mature and it could explain his lack of need to ask her out officially.
Typically, their time together was on weekends and entailed going to his friend's homes, getting high and having a great time. A few weeks in to their relationship, they began to get sexual. Miguel maintained the stance that they would only play orally. Uncertain of his motivation, he was a terrifically selfless lover who was orally gifted.
Miguel lived in a tiny basement apartment a short bus ride to the downtown core where they would meet up with his friends; grab a bite to eat and then head to the party house. It was late when she arrived at his house this weekend and he was eager to get to out. Beth pulled her little Hyundai up to see him waiting on the front porch.
Miguel met her at the car and gave her a kiss, "You sure you don't want to drive down so we can get there faster?"
Beth shook her head, "You know I don't like to drive down there!"
"Let's get going so we don't miss that bus then!" Miguel rolled his eyes before taking her hand and briskly walking to the bus stop.
Miguel put his long arms around Beth's petite frame and pulled her close before kissing her lips. With their tongues entwined they embraced while they waited for the bus to arrive. Once on board, they headed to the back for the short trip downtown. Miguel put his arm around her and caressed her hair at the base of her neck. He watched the goose flesh and delicate hairs on her arms stand up as shivers ran through her body. Miguel stared in to her jade green eyes for a moment before kissing her again.
At the party, Beth stood out as usual. Everyone at the party was Latino and being a pale skinned redhead she was definitely out of her element. For the most part it was the usual group of people with a few new faces smattered throughout the crowd. After the first few weekends, she began to feel much more comfortable and the group seemed to accept her as one of their own. Miguel always made a point of introducing her to anyone new and tonight was no exception.
A tall muscular guy waved at Miguel and began to head over, "Miguel!"
"How are you doing Javier?" A crazy handshake took place as the two greeted each other. After a brief conversation in Spanish, Miguel turned and introduced her to Javier, "This is my girl Beth I told you about."
Beth smiled politely, "Hi Javier."
Javier's eyes slowly roamed over her. An eternity passed as Beth watched him blatantly guide his eyes over her black tights and breasts before finally stopping at her eyes. "Hola Mami."
Miguel looked at me, "Javier is a good guy to know when you want to party and his home is always ready to go too!"
Uncertain of the depth of his words, Beth just smiled knowingly at the two men. Javier and Miguel began speaking in their native tongue again, leaving her standing there awkwardly. Occasionally the two men looked at Beth and smile before returning to their animated conversation.
"You ready to start this party baby?" Miguel put his arm around me.
Beth tucked herself in to his side, "Sure."
"Javier has some killer shit for us baby!" Miguel followed Javier to a back room with Beth in tow.
Once inside Javier closed the door. The room was small, dimly lit and sparsely furnished. Glancing around it appeared to be a home office of sorts. A desk was pushed up against one wall with a filing cabinet beside and a small couch with a coffee table against the other.
Javier sat down and leaned over the table busily working on something that Beth could not see. Miguel sat at the desk chair and motioned for Beth to sit on his lap which she happily complied.
Miguel grinned widely at Beth, "This will be some good shit."
When Beth finally caught a glimpse of Javier's work, she realized he was spreading a white powder out on the table and chopping it up in to lines. Immediately she looked at Miguel horrified, "is that...?" To this point they had only smoked weed or hash, so cocaine was an area of natural concern for her.
"Relax baby, you are going to like this shit." Miguel squeezed her waist. "I'm right here and will look after you baby. You have never felt as relaxed as this is going to make you."
Just when she thought her heart couldn't race any faster, Javier looked up and held out a small straw for Beth, "Try it Mami, you like it."
Miguel nudged her off his lap in the direction of the small couch, "Just like on TV baby. Sniff it up, one in each nostril."
Sitting beside Javier with the straw in hand, she leaned over as the two men eagerly watched. Miguel was clearly amused by her apprehension and chuckled. Kneeling across from her he took the straw, leaned over and quickly snorted a line up before handing the straw back to Beth.
Leaning over again, she struggled prevent her hair from landing on the intricately laid out lines. Javier quickly reached over and held her hair in to a makeshift pony tail. Beth quickly snorted her first line and most of it disappeared.
Miguel pointed to the small line beside it, "One more baby, this is gonna make you feel amazing."
Beth leaned forward again before she lost her nerve and snorted the second line up. The guys cheered when she sat up and sunk back in the couch, watching intently as Miguel took another line before returning to the office chair.
As the guys spoke unintelligibly, she watched curiously as Miguel's face change to a relaxed and care free expression.
"I don't feel anything yet. Is that normal?" Beth stared across the room not speaking to anyone specifically.
