#brittackson

 Brittany squealed, happier than anything that Jackson said he missed her too. When he lifted her off the ground her whole world slanted and she burst out into a fit of giggles, curling her legs up so she was higher off the ground. When he finally put her down she gave him a big playfully overdramatic kiss on the mouth with a loud “Mwah.” She looked at him for a moment, pupils wide, “You’re hot.” She stated before she backed away giggling and walked backwards flopping down on the floor behind her. “Okay so you were a little right,” Brittany says gesturing at how ‘right’ she thinks the boy was with her finger tip. “I may be a very very very teensie bit high.” She says, giggling. “The guy that gave me the bag told me it was lacy.” She says and smiles her eyes widen for a second. “Like my underwear!” She cooes and begins to laugh all over again at the thought of underwear weed. “I though that sounded cool and I was a sad Panda.” She tried to explain without any fits of giggles. “I’m not a sad Panda noo moooore.” She giggles the last part. She swaya a bit back and forth staring at Jackson. She scrunches her eyes a bit. “So what have you been up to? You didn’t look so cherry when we last saw eachother.” She says a frown illuminating her smiley face and she stops swaying and more teeters while waiting for an answer. “Is this whole friend thing hard for you too?” She asks and feels like shes going to burst out into tears

Brittany sat in her room and felt like she was on the top off the world. She took a long drag off of her second- and quickly diminishing- joint and held it in her lungs until they felt like they were going to burn her to death. She lolled her head back and breathed out slowly. She had done this a time or two in highschool, but she didn't think sh'd ever been this high. It made her feel like she was a kite.When Jackson told her she was hot her stomach turned and she quickly typed a response before licking her lips . She was only in her Bra and underwear right now having peeled all her other clothes off gradually. She had gotten a large bag of weed for what she considered nothing from a guy she had met at work. She still hadn't told anyone she was a stripper yet, but right now she was glad. Her boss was even a pretty cool guy, always calling her pretty and funny. She giggled as she remembered the way he had tried to dance like her and her friends from the club making a fool out of himself. He sure was charming. She took a few more drags off of her then heard some one knock on the door. She stood up on her bed smiling. "COOOMMMEEE INNNNN," she called and stumbled to the side, falling off the side of her bed.When she realized she had fell and her head cleard she couldn't help it, she closed her eyes tightly and laughed, recovering her joint and staring wide eyed at the door as it opened. "JACKSON." She yelled, jumping up to her feet and stumble running to him, clinging around his neck in a big hug, her almost naked body flush against him. "I missed you." she whispered into his ear, stepping back a step and bursting out into another fit of giggles.