For this story, I will call her Ambrosia Hemmingway Cornish-Harpsworth Johnson. Maybe I will abbreviate it to AHCHJ to make this story simple...
Anyway, I was always making Ambrosia (AHCHJ) chocolate cakes or lamb, or something awesome and ridiculous. We would garden together sometimes and I would read her journals when she wasn't looking and lie about it.
One time we did ecstasy at our friend's house and I tripped out on pinecones. My friends Holly and Brandy gave me a head massage on the lawn that was just amazing.
Anyway, we all swam in a black-bottomed pool. When it was nearly dawn, me and Ambrosia (AHCHJ) found an empty room with a child's bed that was too small. We held hands and fell asleep.
One time Ambrosia (AHCHJ) came over and we went and got sushi. We drank sake. Then we went and got cocktails at a bar with red leather booths. Around 2:00 a.m. we got back to my place.
We fell on the bed. We smoked a joint. I turned the lights off, got back in the bed, and kissed Ambrosia (AHCHJ). She said, "You finely did it."
Then she vomited all over me!
I went and got towels and a large pot from the kitchen. I held her hair back and washed her face with warm water. I held the pot in my lap as she puked in it. It was a weird night...and that was that.
Nothing ever happened.
I just got puked on.
Oddly, it's a fond memory.
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