Title: I really was losing my touch. I'd only had 2 drinks and I wa..

Message: I really was losing my touch. I'd only had 2 drinks and I was already feeling the giggles trying to escape my mouth every time they said something. I was being a good girl and staying home for the time being. We were all asked to stay indoors to prevent others from possibly getting sick. I thought this was going to be a piece of cake since I was normally such a shut-in. I spent the majority of my time alone and I'd go days without seeing anyone. This was going to be easy and relaxing for me. That is, until my neighbor ended up getting stuck here, too. Their family was quarantined without them and they had asked if they could swing by for a visit. I wasn't so good with telling someone no, so of course, I let them in. It was a good thing we were around the same age. A 19 year old being here would be too loud and obnoxious and someone way older than me wouldn't enjoy being here, too much. They arrived with a few bottles of select alcohol that I'd never seen before and what I assumed was marijuana judging on the weirdly sweet, nature-y smell of a small bag the carried with them. I'd never smoked before because the D.A.R.E. lion would probably maul me if he found out. I'd avoided alcohol for the most part so I assumed most of that liquid would go to them. Without asking, my neighbor poured me a drink and gave it to me. I wasn't really a fan of the taste of alcohol so I was preparing to daintily sip on it until they left. As I took my teeny sip, I couldn't even DETECT a hint of the bitter stuff. It was all fruity and tasted amazing. "Oh, this is dangerous." I joked out loud, taking a braver sip and enjoying the warmth it brought to my stomach. After some time, I ended up downing the whole thing. It wasn't until the heat started blossoming between my legs when I was realized what was going on. Definitely getting tipsy. They were seated next to me on the couch, some stand-up show was thrown on Netflix to be in the background while we chatted. Turns out, we actually had a few things in common. I wasn't expecting to have someone in my house for so long but secretly, I'm glad it happened. I needed to come out of my shell a little bit. They leaned their head back to finish their third drink and lazily looked over to me, their cheeks flushed pink and their eyes slightly unfocused. Smoke seemed to hang in the air above us as we passed the so called "jazz cigarette" back and forth. I tried not to think about the childish "indirect kissing" we were doing. "Are you having a good time?" I took note of how I was feeling. The weed had settled into my head, making it a little difficult to come up with a complete thought. The alcohol circulating through my body and warming parts that I was trying not to think about. I had also finished my third drink and was definitely feeling the effects of it. I gave a shy nod and smiled behind my hands, still maintaining eye contact. "Yeeeeah, you are! I knew this was a good idea. I'd seen you around but you always kept to yourself. I didn't want you to be lonely. Thank you for having me." I hiccuped once and laughed, "I'm glad you came, too." I wasn't so sure which part of that sentence to think about. The fact that someone was enjoying their time with me or the fact they knew I was always alone. My body decided it liked the positive one better and rewarded me with a new, deeper blush on my cheeks. They leaned in uncomfortably close, I could smell the fruitiness of the drinks we'd been having. "I can see it, your face is red." "It'd definitely from the alcohol," I replied, keeping my ground. Perhaps it was just the alcohol but I was finding it easier to say what I wanted. Their eyes started sliding down my body. I watched move from my face, down past my collar bone, hover on my chest, and move down to take in the rest of my body. Moving in closer, their face an agonizing few inch away, they started asking me some rather odd questions. "Why did you let me come over, today?" I thought about it. "I'm not so sure. I guess I was really wanting some company-" At this point, they set their hand on my leg. I knew this wasn't innocent and I had a feeling what the intentions were. But the fruity drinks and the smoke in the air and the thoughts and feelings and tension and everything else was collaborating into a big mess of confusing thoughts and physical feelings that I didn't know what to do with. "Yeah?" Their hand began to move high up on my leg, around my knee. "What kind of company were you expecting?" My breath had definitely caught in my throat at this point. They could tell I was nervous and judging by the look on their face, they were enjoying themselves. Joke's on them, so was I. "Maybe, you secretly hoping something like this..?" They asked, their breath in my ear, this time. The warmness of their words sent a wave of *something* rolling through my body. The butterflies in my stomach were slowing turning into an angry swarm of wasps that were ready to come out. I couldn't even bring myself to stop them, at this point, I was itching to be touched. It'd been so long. I placed my hand on top of theirs and began to move it closer to that sweet, hot spot between my thighs. "Yes." Part 1~ End ~ Ayyyye- I'm excited to write the rest of this! Will post Part 2, soon! <3