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luck.”
    Alex was married with a six-month-old boy. He seemed really happy with Sky, which was good for Stan. Alex was a good-looking guy with a laughing charm and a way with the opposite sex. Yet, Alex was also faithful to his wife.
    Stan knew he had looks and charm, but he also knew he didn’t come close to Alex’s fascination to the opposite sex.
    Thus, whenever a horny woman came around to get amped up on cocaine, they’d usually wind up getting fucked by Stan. This was an unspoken fringe benefit of his side job—one he fully appreciated. In Stan’s mind, cocaine and sex went together. Apparently, he wasn’t alone in this belief. It was a big part of the drug’s appeal.
    Stan took a large sniff through a straw and shut his eyes for a moment as the high slammed into his brain.
    “Fuck, that’s good,” he said without fully expelling his breath. A rush of euphoria rolled through him and he snickered.
    “Yeah, that’s some good shit,” Alex replied, and his eyes widened in surprise. “I think I’m getting a hard on.”
    “Me, too!” Stan said.
    Both men giggled together stupidly like a couple of teenage girls. Stan sobered the second his radar honed in on the hottie coming their way. Her large breasts were jiggling and barely contained in the tight dress she was wearing. The way she strutted toward them? Well, she was looking for action.
    “You’re not planning on hooking up with anyone tonight?” he asked, just to make sure.
    Alex shook his head. “Sky wears me out as it is,” he sniggered.
    “Hey, can I have some?” The good-looking young woman sidled up next to Stan.
    Stan’s grin widened. He knew most people around, but she was new.
    Alex said, “Stan, meet Mindy. Mindy? Stan. Mindy attends ITS Academy of Beauty. Sky knows her from there; Sky and Mindy took similar courses.”
    “Hi, Mindy,” said Stan, flashing her a broad smile. Mindy knew Alex’s wife so she knew Alex was taken. Good. Stan looked her over, closely examining her ‘D’ cup boobs, her long brown hair, her pretty face, long legs and flat stomach.
    She just laughed at his keen and rather comprehensive perusal. “Hi, yourself,” she said, as she checked him out, too. “You’re cute.”
    “And you’re hot,” Stan said.
    Mindy giggled. “Well, OK. Now that we’ve got the mutual attraction thing settled, can I have a snort or two?”
    “Knock yourself out,” Stan said, exchanging glances with his friend and pretending as if the coke was his.
    Alex let him, in a brotherly gesture to help his friend get laid. Alex knew Stan would make it up to him later.
    As Mindy bent down to avail herself of the line of cocaine, Stan couldn’t help but notice her sweet, tight, ass. Damn. A good thing about moving coke was the women his product attracted. Get a woman high and she’s yours for the taking.
    Stan’s two biggest addictions were women and coke. His favorite thing of all was to enjoy them at the same time. To his mind, it brought out the best of both worlds.
    Stan watched Mindy’s beautiful buttocks undulating up and down, as she sucked lines of coke up her nose. When she turned around her pupils were huge and her face held a shine of rapture.
    “You ever put cocaine on your clit?” Stan asked.
    “What?” she gasped, as her honey brown eyes widened. “No way! You can do that?”
    “You sure can. You know that tingly feeling you get in your nose when you snort it? Imagine it on your clit. Bet you could probably come three times in a row. It feels real good on your tits, too.”
    “Wow! That would be way cool!”
    In illustration of this astonishing and little known fact, Stan ran a hand over one lush breast, finding and fondling a nipple.
    Stan knew while skin would start with a tingle, cocaine usually just made the area numb, but that wasn’t the point. The whole idea was to get Mindy to crave the experience. The coke-clit idea was a sure-fire “let’s fuck” sell to an unattached woman at a party.
    “Want to