[B]the night continues[/B]...
I had to stay cool…he sure is. Taking his sweet time to respond. I asked again if he answered my phone, but he wasn’t going to say a word until he finished doing what he’s doing. He lifted his index finger gesturing me to “wait a minute”??? Is he for real???
He gently rolls the spliff between his fingers until the whisper thin papers are wrapped perfectly, securing the leafy greens inside. A dab with the tip of his tongue wets the glued edge just enough to make the paper stick and stay closed.
He turns his attention to me…finally.
Looking up into my eyes now full of disbelief mixed with anger…he remains silent as he slides the one end of the white, bumpy oblong object deep into his mouth until the tips of his fingers that clamped the other end touches his lips. Slowly pulling it out, the seam is sealed.
He sparks a match lighting the end but doesn’t draw on it to start the burning.
Eyes still locked on mine, he slightly smiles, extends the spliff towards me and says...
“Empress?”
“No thank you…I don’t smoke.”
Still smiling, he places the spliff between his lips and pulled from it a thick cloud of smoke that lingered in the hollow of his mouth until he inhaled…drawing inside what was to be absorbed then released.
“You never smoked?”
“At one time yes, but haven't for years.”
Originally Posted by *vi*
