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A playmate I know got me in a room, changed her pants in front of me showing her shaved pussy, and said "There's something I want us to do together." I said "oh yeah...what's on your mind". I was prepared for sex.

She then pulls out a mirror, a credit card, and a rolled up dollar bill. She puts some $300 per gram coke on the mirror, cuts it into lines, and then asks me to do three of them. I do. She does eight.

My one and only drug experience. I'd have preferred the sex. The coke only made my teeth numb.

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imagining the quality of what that cocaine at least should have been at that price makes my clit hard. just sayin'.