Jon (1.80 m, dark hair, muscular) and I (tall and skinny, blonde) had been seeing each other casually for about three month now. Last night I came over to his apartment. It was fairly late already and he had some Goa music playing in his bedroom. So I sat down on his bed. Jon opened some beers for us but remained standing.
I was wearing a black print T-shirt and jeans. Jon said: ‘That’s a really nice shirt, but you have to wear it like that’ and began to tie it up under my small perky tits for me. He stood back up and looked down at me with a certain hunger in his eyes. He took a small package from the pocket of his bulging jeans. ‘I have something for you. Do you want one?’ he asked and handed me a pill. ‘You trust me, right?’ ‘I totally do, you seem like a responsible kind of guy right now.’ So we each took one of the pills. I almost immideately felt a rush and the music felt so much stronger.