BEATRICE
I swear this trip keeps getting worse, and it's only been a couple of days. Dad would not be happy when he finds out our driver gave Cynthia a blunt.
She was gone for the world, being a bit over the top until she fell asleep in my lap while trying to take my pants off.
She probably wanted to taste me, but I wasn't going to give it to her in this condition.
We arrived at the house, the party was already in full swing and the guests were mingling in the backyard. I needed to bring Cynthia into her room before anyone noticed she was high.
Putting her arm around me and trying to hold her up, we headed upstairs. She was heavy, or maybe I was out of shape from not exercising in days. Either way, we needed to get up there quickly.
I was lucky there was no one ar
