“Momma’s driving me crazy so I coming over here with you,” George said a minute ago. “I’ve been off of work two nights in a row sick and momma’s bout to nag me to death. It makes me want to drink a gallon of bourbon.”
I laughed. “Come on in!”
“Let’s order a pizza for lunch,” George said.
George had brought a case of Cokes and I began to drool. What a nice surprise! I ordered the pizzas online and we are now waiting on them to arrive. George is laying on my bed smoking a cigarillo. He is using a cup of water as an ashtray which is sitting on my bedside table. He has his legs crossed and looks comfortable. I am doing “computer shit” as George puts it. LOL!
“If you watched porn, what kind of porn would you watch?” George just asked me.
“Everyday Joes,” I replied, meaning amateur porn. “Porn stars and mainstream porn just seems so fake. I got enough of that with my ex-wife.”
“Find me a good amateur porn site. Work your computer magic. You can find anything.”
I found www.youramateurporn.com pretty easily and it had all free videos and was virus free.
“Email me that link!” George said excitedly.
“You know it’s rather gross that I am thinking of you visiting this site and beating off,” I replied.
“I forget you don’t beat off,” George told me laughing.
“It’s not funny!” I said huffily. “I can’t help my medications make me asexual!”
I am now having euphoria from my injection. This is my version of an orgasm. I just told George I was feeling quite strange, but good at the same time.
“I’ve got to get me some of dat shit!” George exclaimed. “Do they have to inject it in your ass?”
I laughed as I lit up a cigarette. Smoking is ten times more pleasurable during these moments of euphoria. I can’t believe George is wanting an injection of Risperdal just to get high. Us addicts are something else!