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"What don't you understand?" said Joey.

"You sell drugs," said Daniel and then, turning to Valerie, "and you sell cat food."

"Not just," said Valerie.

Daniel hit the joint, held it for a bit, and exhaled.

Valerie said, "Joey actually has a degree in petroleum engineering."


"Fuck that," said Joey. "Drugs are always a sellers' market. Oil, price goes up, price goes down. It's bullshit."

"Pet food is always a sellers' market, too," said Valerie. "There's never a Fancy Feast glut. You can never have too much cat food."

"I know I can't," said Daniel. He was already high.

Joey took the joint from him. Valerie leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the neck, just below his ear, and his face felt hot. He turned to her and she kissed his mouth in the same light way, and then again. She held it for a long time, just their lips touching. She took his hand and placed it under her cropped jersey, on her breast, and he caressed it. It was small, not even what you would call a cup, more like a swelling with an emphatically hard tip. He pinched her nipple gently and she moaned into his mouth.

"Now you kiss Joey while I hit this," said Valerie. She reached across him to take the joint from the redhead. Joey put a hand on his cheek and turned his head toward her, put her mouth on his, more forcefully than Valerie had done. Her lips were open and he tasted her tongue, inhaled her breath, which was hot and a little acrid from with smoke. He cupped her breast through the sheer muslin of the blouse.

"Joey has such nice breasts," said Valerie. He felt a hand go between his legs and gently rub his balls through the fabric of his jeans.

"You're both lovely," he said between kisses.

"I want to suck him," said Joey.

"Me too," said Valerie.


They moved to a bedroom, Valerie's he guessed, something a little more sophisticated in d__cor, nothing like the Haight-Ashbury collection in the living room. Given the circumstances, he didn't really think too much about it. It was all happening very fast, his mind was all over the place, and his eyes were open. They made the same Daniel sandwich on the platform bed that they'd made on the couch. He was trying to take it all in, process what was happening. The room was all whites and pale grays and dusty blues. The clutch of yellow tulips in their green paper lay brightly on a vanity. His pants were bunched down below his knees. Valerie was leaning over him, kissing him, her hand inside his shirt, his hand back up underneath hers, rubbing and squeezing her small bud breasts. Joey was further down the bed, moving her mouth slowly up and down his erect cock, sucking it, making it feel yet more engorged. The redhead's full breasts mashed softly against his thighs. The joint relaxed him enough that he could go with this. From the other room Pink Floyd was singing about being shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

After a while of this, Joey said, "This cock is really hard. You should fuck Valerie now."

Valerie pulled down her shorts and whipped off her top, lay back on the bed. She said, "Do you mind being on top, Daniel?"

Joey said, "Valerie's nostalgic for missionaries." Daniel figured she meant "missionary position."

Valerie said, "I just like to lie back and get fucked."

Daniel climbed atop Valerie. Joey took his cock in her hand and guided it to her roommate's slit. "Put it in," she said. No one said anything about a condom, and Daniel didn't even think of it until he had already pushed his cock into Valerie. Shit, he was high. He began fucking the naked, petite Pet Pad cashier. Just like that, it was happening.

"That's good," Valerie grunted.

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