Kicking the habit
After Sheila and the others went inside, Lauren touched my leg and
said “You don’t want a poor girl to drink alone now do you?” This was
tooooo much! Looking around very suspiciously, I whispered to Lauren
that I had promised Sheila that I would give up the beer. Lauren just
smirked and made the little whip cracking motion, indicating that I
was pussy-whipped. This was it. I said “All right, but for my sake,
lets keep it between ourselves”. Lauren perked right up and grinned
from ear to ear as she handed me a fresh cold bottle of beer. I
chugged it right down. That beer tasted like heaven, quenching a fire
that had been burning in my brain for a week.
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