It was already midday and boiling by the time I crunched my way through the dust to the double-wide Jimmy owned, still holding down my spandex skirt. I was hot and sticky again, and the glare of the sun had long since set my head pounding. Sweat dripped down into my cleavage and drenched the boob tube, then wound its way past my tiny waist to my hips to soak my skirt as well. I just hoped Darla's make-up wasn't ruined, and took a quick look into the side mirror of Jimmy's car before knocking on his door.
There was no answer. "Come on Jimmy, it's fuckin' baking," I whined and knocked again, harder.
Finally the door opened, and Jimmy stood in front of me, imposingly tall to me even with Darla's heels. He lifted his sunglasses and raised an eyebrow, thoroughly checking me out. "Well, well, well if it ain't little Miss Mary Beth Malone! Ain't we lookin' fine today? I see Tairy finally scraped together the dough to buy them new titties for you." He gazed at my rear pointedly. "Amongst other things. Shame he ain't so generous with my fuckin' rent."
I glared at him. "I need to ask you about somethin'," I said, as politely as I could manage.
"An' what's that?"
"Jimmy, just let me in please. My head's achin' with this heat."
"Be my guest," he drawled insincerely, holding the door open and ushering me inside. I stepped into his mobile home - a mansion by Bidby Hills standards - and shivered as I felt the cool rush of the air-conditioning, grateful it was on even if it didn't seem to have any effect on my throbbing temples.
"I was just in the hot tub." Jimmy gestured to the swimming briefs that he wore under his bathrobe. I could see his hard cock pressing through the thin material, and wondered if I'd caused that. He was sure bigger than Tairy and Gene. "Be real nice if you'd join me, Mary Beth."
"I didn't bring no swimmers."
"Oh, hell, what you're wearin' is just fine." He lifted his sunglasses again and winked at me. "Or you and me could skinny dip."
"I'll be right in what I got on," I replied coldly.
He led me to a back room which he had filled with potted plants, the hot tub sitting in its dead center. "After you," he motioned. I took off my heels and stockings and tried to figure out how I was going to clamber into the tub without giving Jimmy a show. Eventually I gave up and just moved as quickly as I could without slipping.
"Woo-ee!" Jimmy shouted. "Miss Mary Beth, you are fuckin' livin' it up today! Big new titties and no panties! You come to give Jimmy some party favors?"
He reached into a mass of pot plants and brought out a mirrored tile, on which ten enormous lines of cocaine were chopped out. "Speakin' of parties." He held the tile to his nose, taking in two lines in quick succession.
"Coke?" Jimmy sniffed.
"Nah, my headache..." Already I was beginning to wonder if sitting in a hot tub after being in the sun was a good idea.
"Fuck no, best fuckin' thing for it," he insisted, shoving the plate towards me.
"No really Jimmy, not today."
"Do it, go on. Go on."
"No. Thanks though."
"Fuckin' do it!" Jimmy thundered, slamming the mirror down next to where my head rested.
He glowered at me with behind his dark glasses and leaned over to place his lips right next to my ear. "Fuckin' do it," he whispered. "You fuck."
I bent forward over the mirror obediently. I wasn't going to get any answers from Jimmy by pissing him off. Hastily, I hoovered up the line closest to me, then snapped my head back, wiping frantically at my nose.
"Aaaaagain!" Jimmy yelled at the roof, throwing his hands into the air.
I snuffled up another line and the rush hit me instantly, sending my mind flying off on a roller-coaster that only seemed to travel upwards with ever increasing speed. Up through the clouds, away from the Earth and the moon, rocketing towards star-filled black infinity. I sank back in the tub, huge tits floating buoyantly, a wide, dopey grin on my face. Still the coaster climbed showing no signs of ever slowing when finally it hit the apex and crashed back down to the tub leaving me buried in the wreckage.
I'd done a little coke before, but this was a whole different feeling. "Oh, fuck."
"Yeah," nodded Jimmy, climbing into the tub next to me and leaning over my sprawled limbs to grab the mirror for himself. "Reeeeal top quality shit. A personal blend, darlin'. Just for my closest friends." He took another two lines, clenching his fist and shoving his head suddenly under the water, bubbles bursting up as he yelled something unintelligible.
I hazily giggled and reached out to touch the bubbles and was still splashing about when he re-emerged, shoving his sunglasses back on. "Oh fuck, you wantin' bubbles, Mary Beth?" He pressed a button on the side of the tub, and it sprang into life, churning and rippling in front of me. My eyes followed its currently in a daze and he cackled at me, the sound and liquid merging into one as Jimmy's laughter foamed up around me, tickling my clit and jiggling my boobs.
