StumblingFillies

  A “BURRP!” passed through Bianca's lips as she unsteadily brought the golf care to a skidding stop. The young blond took a drag of the joint that dangled in her mouth. Working on her fourth beer and second joint, she was a bit trashed.  She parked the cart, and then took the joint from her lips and exchanged it for the bottle of beer. She drank the last of the cold brew down. As she slid out of the cart, and went to stand, Bianca realized she was a bit more wasted than she expected. She grabbed onto the front canopy post and twirled like a drunk pole dancer.

 Nacre is back again. See her here: https://stumblingfillies.blogspot.com/2022/12/nye.html and here: https://stumblingfillies.blogspot.com/2023/04/kitty-nacre-victoire-happy-fourtwenny.html “Hold ssill Nacre,” the pink haired, bronze beauty slurred to your girlfriend, as she lit a joint. Judging by the smoke in the room, not the first of the night. Once the joint was lit, your girlfriend took a couple long drags, as the pink haired girl took a swig from a bottle of hennessy.  Once your girlfriend exhaled, you made your presence known by turning on the bedroom light and saying, “Hi Nacre. Who’s this?” Your girlfriend looked blankly at you, whale the pink haired girl took and smoked the joint, “Babe, thiss'zz my frienn Lily frum worg.  Wee thodded wee wooud havva fourtwenny sleepover.” “Yah, tomorrow’s saturday ann april twenny ann fore twenny ann saturday sooo were goan t'be zzzrunk ann high fer the whole day,” Lily explained after she exhaled. As Lily ...

 Captain Dunsel wrote a excellent piece called "My Summer Internship" Chapters 1-13. It can be found by going to https://www.patreon.com/CaptainDunsel then the MediaFire link, then to the 2021 folder. There is no Chapter 14-20. Given the amount of adventures that can take place between Late May or early June at the beginning of a summer internship and tax day the following year, I didn't skip enough chapters. Oh well. There are 26 letters in the alphabet, so chapters like 14a, 14b, etc hopefully will give the needed room. Most likely, no more likely other of us are to chronicle that entire period. “Mornin' misser hooper,” the twin in the white camisole slurred. Her sister just sat there, a joint smoldering between her fingers, staring blankly.  Checking your watch, and finding it past noon, you answered, “It’s afternoon, girls. And I’ve told you, when we're alone, call me david.” “Sorry, i f'rgot, bud in my defenns, i see too uhf yoo” she apologized, fiddling...

  Tina is a skater. She spends all her free time down at the skatepark. Few things she likes more than a dope trick; alcohol, pot and sex would be three. Luckily her boyfriend Jay is happy to supply her. This afternoon, Jay was the only one at the park when Tina rolled up. Jay gave his raven haired girl kiss and then an appreciative look over, as he lit them a joint. Tina was hot in her scuffed up white board shoes with pink laces, black and white knee high shorts, tight denim cutoffs low on her hips, white thong high on her waist, a worn gray “URBAN” hoody with the sleeves cut off and flat bill skater cap. He took a hit, then passed the joint to Tina. As Tina smoked, he watched as her braless niples became hard under her thin hoody. He could always tell when she was high by her nipples. Then from his backpack, he produced a bottle of Jack Daniels and a pair of beers and a red solo cup. He opened them, and poured a large shot of the whiskey in a solo cup for Tina. Tina downed the...

Part 1:  https://stumblingfillies.blogspot.com/2023/04/april-fool.html Part 2: “Is that you Mrs. Steele?” a familiar young male voice asked. She looked up. Her vision was blurred, and obscured by her hair, but she saw two familiar faces-one male and one female. But that made no sense. “Jimmy, yoo fool.  Thad canned be mrs.  Steele. Cause…cuz…” the female face slurred. “Averil, Im not the fool, you’re the one who…” the male face said only to be cut off by: “Hello jimmy, hi averil.  Iss me mrs.  Steele.  bud call me april,” Mrs. April Steele interrupted her neighbor.  “Mrs.  Stee…er. April.  Whad arr yoo doin' oud here zzressed in jussa coat ann lingerie?” Averil asked, tring her best to act sober, as she clung to Jimmy. “I coud ass yoo th'same thin' averil.  Bud i c'n stell yoo arr zzzrunk.  Doan worry, i wo'nn stell yer folks.  Truce is, im zzzrunk too.  Azz t' why i'm oud here, im a fool too,” April told the young coup...