When the phone rang at 11:30, Sara was asleep. Her bedroom door was closed, so the ringing didn't penetrate the depths of her slumber. The sound her pager made as it rattled across her nightstand did however, and she groggily snatched it up just before it vibrated itself off the table.
Sleepily, she sat on the edge of the bed, the sheets falling from her ample bosom. Turning on the light, she blinked a few times to bring the digital readout into focus *611. That translated into her boyfriend Damien wanted her to call him on his cell, nothing urgent, other than he needed to hear from her.
With a sigh, she slid the rest of the way out of bed. Stretching her compact 5'3 frame and running her fingers distractedly through her long wavy blonde hair, she wandered naked out to where the phone was. It wasn't until she was standing with it in her hand she thought of her roommate and her state of undress. She looked around quickly, thankfully he was out and she wasn't on display.
Damien picked up on the first ring. After exchanging the usual pleasantries, he asked, "Can you 'get' at this time of night?" Well, there was only one thing he could be talking about and she asked how much he wanted.
When he said four grams, she said, "Well, you know at this time of night I can only get dime bags, 10 bucks a piece and a finder's fee." Well that was just dandy so she told him she would call him back in five minutes.
She already knew the product was available, she was just unsure of how she was going to get down there. She was 19 years old, never had a drivers license (an odd feat for a teen in the 90's) so she was stuck with on bus, on foot or her bike. The bike paths were unlit which made for a much longer trip if she used non motorized transport. The one other option was to phone a cab, but it had to be a free ride...but nothing in this world is free, so she would have to pay another way and that was something she wasn't prepared to do.
She was already tugging on a pair of skin tight jeans and a black shirt as she phoned the bus; she was relieved to find out there was one coming through in about 10 minutes. She called Damien back and told him she would be there in about 45 minutes. She tugged on her cowboy boots and slipped on her leather jacket.
When the bus pulled up, she jumped in but was disappointed to learn he was going out of service at the bottom of the hill. She was going to get off when he asked her how far she was headed. When she said downtown, he offered her a lift which she gratefully accepted. They made small talk on the trip and he dropped her just south of where all the taxis parked. She thanked him, and jumped out.
She walked up the two blocks to the taxis and looked at each one before opening the door to the second from the front and climbing inside. She looked at the driver and smiled. Then she said, "Hey Ray, you're going to make my night and tell me you have 4 bags under your seat for me right?" As luck would have it, he did. He was even nice enough to drive her to her destination after they completed the deal. He even offered her a lift home after, but she knew that offer came with strings and she wasn't prepared to deal with them. She did give him a light peck on the cheek and he repaid her with a pinch to the ass. She giggled politely and closed the door before he could do anything else.
Strolling up to the apartment, she rang the bell. The door buzzed open immediately and she was met halfway down the steps by her boyfriend. He warned her that the place was a mess before she walked in and stepping through the door, she agreed. Without prior warning, she probably would have turned around and left. The floor was literally covered in a couple inches of junk. There was anything from odd papers to empty pop cans and everything in between.
Damien invited her to stay for a bit after she had passed the goods to him and been paid. She took off her coat and set it on the floor, knowing that leather was easy to clean and since she had no intentions of staying there all night, she needed to have clean clothes when she left. Sitting on her ass in the trash was not conducive to this. Shortly after she sat down, they pulled out the pipes and smoked up a bit. She was invited to partake, but turned it down.