We talked, drank, smoked, and then ended up going back to my place to have sex.

I went to the bar and had a few Thanksgiving drinks. There was a girl there from out-of-town, spending time away from the family she was in town to see.

We talked, drank, smoked, and then ended up going back to my place to have sex.

After we had sex she said she was really jonesing for cocaine. I told her I didn't have any, so she left to try to find someone who might know someone who had some coke.

So it worked out rather well as far as I'm concerned.

-jj

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