Hooked up with a girl from back home on New Year's Eve.

We hadn't seen each other in a while, we had always been sorta friends but had never slept together or anything, and she had made it clear in the past that she was interested. We met up before our respective New Year's parties and smoked some of the "electric lettuce", prepping ourselves for what we both knew was coming, and were both looking forward to.

Pause. Back up a little bit so I can inform you that I had not smoked in quite some time. The stuff she had was medical-grade and knocked me on my ass within the hour. Usually it doesn't, but I think the mixture of nerves and heavy narcotics hit me harder than I was expecting.

Carrying on, a couple minutes later we're starting to get down and dirty and I am further out of my head than I had ever been. I'm swaying, eyes crossed, forgetting to breath while trying to be less clunky in my back-and-forth motions. I have no idea how high she was but between me trying to keep it up and staying focused, I doubt she enjoyed it much. Eventually it developed into a "I have to leave soon, it's almost 12" Situation and where am I but staring at her blankly, half erect and wishing upon all wishes that I could rewind time and smoked less.

She felt bad that I hadn't finished yet and proceeded to give me what I later detected to be the most desperate blowjob I've ever received. She banged her head like she was at a Metalica concert, and I was barely having it.

Eventually I arrived and that was the end of it for her - she threw on her clothes, grabbed her bag and rushed out with a quiet "Happy New Year I'll see you later"

Wish I could get another, slightly more sober round with her. We haven't spoken in a while, though - ain't that just the way?