I can’t help but notice the nasty, “just washed your car and let the soap dry before rinsing off film” all over my glossy black dell.As I’m pondering this, flashbacks occur in my mind.So, at about 11 PM, I’m settling down for the night, thinking about trying to sleep, which I hadn’t successfully done for about 40 hours, and popped an Ambien.
My dad used to take Ambien because he travels around the world for work a lot, and has to deal with jet lag all the time.It was all good stuff that I liked, so I called around to family and friend trying to figure out who was so kind to send me stuff.When my credit card bill came, everything was on there, thankfully nothing I couldn’t afford.This is what our relationship was founded on: trying to put ice cubes in vaginas on ambien. I think that made it alot more relaxed than I would have been otherwise, it was just natural and afterwards, the ambien filter being what it was, I said something like "I think you could tell that was my first time". Me and her went on to have sex on ambien alot, though the most common things it did were make us not want to use condoms, be unable to climax, or sometimes on days when i'd taken a shit load of ambien impossible ot stay hard.Also made us first experiment with anal and other weird shhit we probably wouldnt have done. It was with a girl I had happened to run into on halloween, who at the time was dating a guy 3 years older than me who was a senior at Duke.