Chapter 8: Sativa in My System

Misty looked at Gary nervously. If there really were dead bugs on the floor, then it's his bed by default. But he had that familiar smirk on his face that said he was planning something. Gary smiled and went over to the light switch. He lowered the dimmer to a soft glow, and Misty grew red as Gary began stripping down. He rolled his shirt over his head, smiling as he felt Misty's eyes on him. He turned back around and began taking his pants off. Misty's face grew even redder than before. Her eyes trailed from the subtle abs on his stomach to the purple briefs he was wearing. Misty covered her mouth to stop the laughter coming up. Gary then whipped around, wondering what all the laughter was about. He then looked at Misty's face which was bright red and giggling. Gary looked down at his crotch and totally forgot that his favorite pair of underwear was purple. But Gary began smiling again, letting Misty take in the full view. Her laughter slowly began turning into gasps. Gary was loaded down there, making Misty's face even redder if that was possible. Getting the reaction he wanted, Gary strode around to the other edge of the bed and fell back onto the pillows. Misty stood up nervously, afraid to be so close to his large genitalia.

"Oh don't be shy Mist, it won't bite. But I just might." Gary said with a wink. With a nervous laugh, Misty sat on the edge of the bed. She twiddled her thumbs and looked down. Feeling Misty's weakness, Gary sat up. He reassuringly rubbed her back, but she pushed his hand away.

"It's not your penis that I'm scared of Gary. To be honest, I like that. A lot. But it's just more of the thought of me in the same bed as you..." Misty trailed off. Gary smiled and did the unthinkable. He appeared to be more sober than ever as he leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on Misty's lips. Taken aback, Misty's eyes grew wide, but Gary persisted. His lips lingered a second more, and then they were off.

"G-Gary... Damn it I said no action until you're a bit more sober!" Misty shouted, disappointed in herself that she allowed him to advance. Gary looked disappointed and sighed.

"Listen Misty, this would be a lot easier if I didn't have to quit cold turkey. I mean if I'm gonna quit like that, SOME type of action would be nice!" Gary shouted back at her, having trouble holding back from smoking the joint in his drawer. Misty looked into his pleading eyes, her stubborn will beginning to melt away. She sighed and questioned what she was about to say to the spiky brunette waiting for an answer. It's not like she was a qualified rehabilitator, after all. Misty had researched the type of things Gary is addicted to earlier that day, and it seems that he is actually only addicted to the alcohol. While researching marijuana, Misty had found many interesting things. Reading from national science results, marijuana is actually known to cure cancer and has little addictive qualities. The only thing that it does to affect Gary's stage performance is that it makes his mind cloudy and his speech slurred. Otherwise, it's harmless. Misty sighed.

"I guess you have a point there Gary. From what I've read, weed actually isn't as bad as people say it is. So if you truly have a craving for it, I guess you can smoke a bit." Misty said quietly. Gary gave her a huge smile and a hug. He got of the bed and ran over to his drawer, excited to smoke without getting in trouble. He maybe even thought if he convinced Misty to try it, she won't be so harsh and angry all the time. He grabbed the pre rolled joint and a lighter from the drawer and returned to the bed. Misty looked at the items in Gary's hand with a mixture of distaste and curiosity. Gary smiled at Misty and put the joint in his mouth.

"Misty, it's ok. Everyone tries pot at least once in their life. And some of the greatest musicians use it all the time, like yours truly." Gary says and points to himself, showing off his massive ego. He then lifts the lighter to the tip of the joint and flicks his thumb downwards, igniting the lighter. He inhales the sweet smoke of the weed inside the joint and holds it in his lungs, feeling calmer immediately. He looks over at Misty, who is watching him intently. Then in another second, Misty's face is covered in a cloud of smelly smoke from Gary's mouth.

"AGHH JESUS GARY! Give me a warning before you destroy my breathing ability!" Misty said, coughing up a storm. Gary couldn't help but laugh at this, and he broke out in loud chuckles. The two couldn't stop laughing at the other, and the fact that they laughed so hard made Gary's high even more intense. Misty began to feel a bit woozy as well due to the secondhand smoke. Their minds began to feel hazy and warm in the best way. Misty was soon smiling like crazy at Gary.

"Hey, can I try that stuff? It looks like it makes you really calm." Misty said bluntly. Surprised, Gary nods and hands her the joint. It was already lit, but Misty studied it carefully at first. Using her thumb and index finger to grasp it, she put it to her lips. Misty closed her eyes and inhaled, feeling the smoke penetrate her mouth.

"Now open your mouth and breathe in a bit more, that's how you get truly high." Gary said, getting pleasure from watching Misty try weed for the first time. He felt proud that she was comfortable enough to try it with him, and her smoking was sexy as all hell. The way she put her lips to the joint, and how she closed her eyes to inhale... It was almost too much for Gary. And him being in his underwear, it was obvious that Gary was aroused. Misty, coughing nonstop from her first inhale, noticed the bulge in Gary's pants. She stared intensely at first, and then she smiled. The smile turned into a laugh, which became hysterical fits of laughing. They both began laughing again, and it didn't stop for 10 minutes. When the laugher had died down, Misty noticed that the joint was all burnt out because she couldn't stop laughing.

"Awh damn it Gary, the joint's out. Sorry for laughing so much." Misty said with a giggle. Gary smiled and threw it in the trash. He then scooted closer to Misty.

"Ehh no biggie. I have plenty more, if you want to do it again sometime. But just to let you know, seeing you smoke is probably the sexiest thing I've ever seen." Gary said and ran his hand up and down her thigh. Misty laughed at the fact that he found that attractive, but she pushed his hand away.

"Yeah yeah, let's go to bed." Misty said with a yawn. She laid back onto the pillow and pulled the covers over her head. In a matter of seconds, Misty was asleep. Gary laid back as well and did the same. Within a minute, the two were sleeping.