This story isn’t gonna be hardcore or anything, I’m just cranky and bored.. Girl point.of.view.— It’s Finals Week, and everyone is stressed. “What’s a better stress reliever than sex?” I joke quietly as I walk to my friend Miro’s house with him and our friend Trevor. Miro grins and hugs me, groping me and then lets go. I smile and push him away. “Perrrrrrv,” I say, then glance over at Trevor. “Don’t you agree though?” I ask him, smiling softly. He blushes and looks away, muttering, “Umm, well I’m a virgin, sooo….” My grin widens and I say, “Well, I gotta fix that.” The look in Trevor’s eyes tells me he’s not sure if I’m serious or not, but Miro quickly says, “Use my bed!” and then we arrive at his house. We all walk to his room, and I pull out my pipe and weed, loading a bowl and taking a hit before passing it to Trevor. He takes a hit and passes it to Miro. We rotate a few times til the room is smokey and we’re all pretty high. I take Trevor’s hand and move it to my inner thigh as I ramble about howFinals are bullshit. I smile at Trevor and his eyes meet mine before wandering down, to where his hand is. “Hot!” Miro yells, reminding us he’s still there. I laugh and change the way I’m relaxing, my head on Trevor’s lap, pulling his hand to my chest as I close my eyes, giggling at how high I am. But not too high to cloud my judgement. I know what I want, and what I want is….Trevor. “Miroooo, go ‘way,” I mutter. “This is my houseee though,” he whines, but walks out and shuts the door after him. I quickly get up and pull off my shirt and bra, straddling Trevor’s lap as I start to kiss him, my tongue gentley sliding against his upper lip, asking for entry.