Ms. Hernandez has to chaperone

I was on my way back to the school campus when I received a text from my best friend, Nicole. The text read: “I brought a surprise for you…xoxo” I wasn’t sure what kind of surprise she had in store for me, but knowing Nicole, as I do. It was probably something bad.

I arrived at the dance at 6:30, about a half hour before the dance was to start. As I was grabbing my purse from the front seat, I heard Nicole’s voice coming from behind me. “Check you out, Chica. Your ass looks AMAZING in that dress” I was wearing a little black dress, that hung to my curvaceous 36-24-40 Latina frame. The dress was low-cut in the front, showing off my ample cleavage. But the slit along the side, that stopped right below my butt, is what made the dress look really hot. I was hot and I knew it. So I put my hands on my hips, and struck a pose for my friend: “Not too shabby for a 33-year old Latina, huh?” We both laughed as we made our way into the school’s gymnasium.

I was watching the DJ set up up his equipment. When Nicole approached me: “I hope you haven’t forgotten about my little surprise?” I really had forgotten all about her surprise. But I was curious to find out what shenanigans she had planned for the night: “Ok, ok…what is it?” She looked around the room, before grabbing me by the shoulders: “Shhhh…..I can’t tell you here. Let’s go around the back of the building”

When we arrived at the back of the building, Nicole reached into her purse and pulled out a joint: “Ta-da” I was in total shock: “Is that a joint?” Nicole was smiling while she nodded her head: “Yes, it is. It’s called Trainwreck. Just a little something for us, since we have to chaperone a bunch of horny teenagers. This way we’ll be able to enjoy ourselves as well” I was a little skeptical at first: “I don’t know, Nicole. What if we get caught?” But Nicole was persistent: “Come on, live a little for once.” I knew she was right. So I said: “Fuck it. Spark it up, Chica”

I watched as Nicole lit up the joint, then she blew on the tip, before passing it to me. I really didn’t feel anything after the first hit, but by the third hit, I was on cloud nine. I was beginning to giggle like a little school girl when Nicole looked over at me: “I don’t know about you, Chica. But, I’m high as shit right now.” Since this was my first time getting stoned. I was feeling kind of nervous. So I put on some more perfume and popped a couple of breath mints into my mouth: “I don’t think that we should do this, Nicole.