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Chapter 12: An offer I can’t refuse... maybe
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... enty bucks I’ve ever spent... COUGH! COUGH!» Elaine exclaims between coughs, savoring a huge joint—one of those you only see in gangsta rap videos.
We lit it half an hour ago and we’ve barely smoked half of it.
No wonder—Elaine got it from a close friend, and instead of a couple grams, he gave her five for twenty bucks.
And top-shelf stuff, too.
What came out was a joint almost as thick as my dick. And trust me, that’s saying something.
As usual during our ...
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