Sorry this is kind of short, but a needed chapter.

Glee Rant:

So I watched the other night, the recent episode. Well, sort of. I was more interested in the Becky storyline, her boyfriend is AMAZING, and OF COURSE BRITTANA!

Not so much Kurt's storyline.

Now Coach Beiste... that is a twist of events. I never thought Beiste felt like that before. I'm still in shock about it, but it's Glee and of course the show is going to do something like that. So that was good. Proud of Coach Beiste for going through this! :)

Glee was good tonight, very good.

68. A Rainbow Of Candy.

I felt someone moving around when I woke up in the morning. I was cold as the bed sheets weren't on the bed and I felt like I had just slept ten minutes ago and now my body was waking up at a natural time. I remember a lot of things from last night. Everything. It was fun and I wanted to do more. I then remembered that Lark was coming home tonight so I got excited when I remembered that. I sat up and looked over to the side of the bed, finding a nude Juliet sleeping on her side with her butt facing me. I grinned. I found myself taking my hand and rubbing her butt up and down and soon Juliet turned over to look at me. "Hi."

"Hi." I said. "Wild us last night."

"Hmmm," Juliet said. "Leo texted me a while ago asking how the night was and I replied to him this," She pulled her phone from the floor and opened her messaged. She showed me her answer and his response.

Wild. Very wild. I might have to divorce you and marry Marley so that we can fuck all the time. Hell, we'll be nudist too.

No divorce. Just let me live there and be that actual dick you'll crave for at time ;)

I giggled when I read that. It's pretty cool that Leonardo is fine with his wife having sex with other people. I laughed as I grabbed my water bottle and chugged down the water. Wow, my mouth was dry. I put the bottle down and said, "Can you stay for a while?"

"Until one, then I have to go home and get ready for work." Juliet told me. "You hungry?"

"No." I said as I laid back down on the bed and looking at the ceiling. What now? I felt the bed shifting again and within a second Juliet was straddling me with a smirk on her face. I knew what she wanted, so I smirked too. Juliet leaned down and kissed me hard on the lips.

She fucked me first, then I fucked her. When we finished we laid down on the bed and cuddled closely in each others arms. We slept for about another hour before I woke up to use the bathroom. I used the bathroom then grabbed some cigarettes, the belt on the floor and returned to the bedroom where Juliet was still laying on the bed. "Juliet," I called out. She sat up and looked at me and grinned at the sight. I dangled the belt out and grinned. "I'm first."

We fucked a few rounds, taking turns wearing the belt again, and making the other one pleased. When Juliet had me orgasm for the fifth time that morning she took the belt off, tossed it to the side, then leaned down and began eating me out. I had another orgasm and she cleaned me up. "Yous tasty girl." She muttered. I giggled.

"Thank you." I said. "I like that belt."

"I got it at this store over on Ryver Dale Avenue Street." She said. I've been on that street before to get Italian and Chinese takeout. There was a sex store there too that sold toys. "You should go check it out sometime. And the guy who works there, Dale, he's a dealer too so mention my name and you'll get some sort of deals."

"I think I will." I said.

We stayed in bed until Juliet had to get ready to go home and ready herself for work. After she got dressed we made out on the bed for a while longer and then she really had to go. Juliet left the room and I heard her locking the door and leaving the apartment. I sat there on the bed. Alone, bored and naked. What now?

I got dressed into a pink short sleeve shirt that ended near my belly button and black skirt with my brown boots. I left the apartment and made my way towards Ryver Dale Avenue Street.

I got there and entered the store and looked around. It was filled with a lot of things, but I found myself in the area where dildos were sold. I felt embarrassed being here so I just went to the front where Dale was standing. I'd seen him on a picture Juliet showed me earlier. He looked to be about thirty years old with tattoos up and down his arm and a mo hawk.

"Little young to be here aren't you?" He asked me.

"I'm a friend of Juliet Pratt," I told him. "She told me about some deals."

"Oh yeah those deals," He said. "Follow me."

He brought me to the back room where he had a million boxes and cases. He turned back and faced me. "Drug a la Dale. Pick yer poison."

"What do you have?"

"Everything." He said.

I tried to think of what I wanted. Weed, crack, heroin, meth, any kind of pills, something called liquid X and Hashish and Molly. Why not? Go for the fun with Lark tonight. I told him all that.

He told me the price to pay for those, plus the dildo. Too much to pay for. "Hey, what if I showed you something or did something."

"Oh?" He grinned. "Like what?"

I pulled my top up in front of him. He looked and seemed pleased.

"Good, but do something else." He said. "Strip down and I'll be right back."

He left the room. I stripped down to nothing and waited for him to come back. Dale came back in minutes later holding a video camera in his hands. "I locked up for the next hour." He winked. "Pretty girls like you are like actresses."

"Y—you're going to tape this?" I asked him nervous.

"Yep," He said as he began setting up the camera. "I wanna remember doing a girl like you."

"Oh, sure...can you get some pillows first?" I asked him. "I like pillows. And condoms. I'm not having a baby now."

"Sure. Give me ten minutes."

He left the room closing the door behind him. Quickly I looked around the room to see if there was a secret hidden camera back here. I didn't see one so I went over to the camera and took the tape out. The recording light was still on, but no film to copy what the thing saw. I smirked as I hid the tape inside of my bag and returned to waiting for Dale to come back.

He returned with a pillow and some blankets and a smile. "Ready?"

I nodded. "Condom?"

"Condom." He held up the package.

I nodded. "Okay then."

That was...the worse sex I've ever had. He made weird sounds and tried speaking dirty but he didn't sound sexy. I had to fake an orgasm with Dale and afterwards when he packed up all the drugs for me I told myself to never come back here again. But the drugs are worth it.

After I left the store I passed some teenage boys who started a fire in a trash can. I pulled out the video film strip and tossed it in the fire. Then the video tape itself and watched both of them burn. Perfect.

I hurried back to the apartment. I put the drugs away and put some of the wine bottles into the fridge. I texted Lark and asked him to tell me when he was coming back.

An hour later he called me.

"Marley?"

"Hi Lark, when are you coming back?"

"About that...there something I should tell you."

"Are you okay?"

"What? Yeah, I'm fine. Just business that's all." He said to me. "So I have this big business deal with this guy and it's pretty serious too. I mean very serious. If the deal and plans work together, you my dear, are talking to a very rich man. Three times more than a Kardashian."

"Really!?"

"Well...not...really...but up there," He laughed. "I'm going to be here for another week though. That's the thing."

"Oh...so you aren't coming back tonight?" I asked sadly. I missed him and wanted him back here.

"No, next Friday." He said to me. "But you've been telling me that you've been fine for the time I was gone. Just do what you've been doing for the time and then I'll be back soon."

"Yeah, I guess I can." I said. I really wanted him back thought. "Promise me you will be back thought, right?"

"I will do. I promise." Lark said. "Say tell you what, when we get back we'll throw a celebration party."

"Sounds like fun." I said. "Call you tomorrow?"

"Sure. Bye Marley."

"Bye Lark." I said.

I hung up after he did and sat there on the couch. Lark wouldn't be back for a week? That's horrible...I wanted him here. Perfect. Fucking perfect.

I slept on the couch for a while and had no dreams. When I woke up I remembered the drugs in the bedroom. And the red wine.

I made a large glass of wine for myself, grabbed a lighter and some cigarettes and made my way to the room. I pulled out of the clothing drawer the things I got earlier. I grabbed some crack and weed joints. I lit up a cigarette and smoked that first. While smoking that I crushed up some of the crack on the table next to me. I took the cigarette out of my mouth and snorted up the crack. I wiped off the extra near my nose and puffed out another cigarette before having a drink of wine.

"I guess I could do this for another week," I said to myself as I grabbed the needled from the bed and put in the drug liquid into the needle tool, then placed that needle inside of my arm and pressed the button down and let the drug release into my veins. "How bad can it be, right?"