Tropical
“Oh heyyyy cousin,” your cousin slurred, as she swayed in the tropical breeze. “Hey Claduia,” you said lamely to your cousin. It was pretty obvious she was drunk. And oh so hot. She stumbled, and grabbed onto you to keep from falling. “whoops. Doan stell my parenns, bud i may be a bit titsy,” she requested. “Your 18 right Claudia?,” you asked, knowing she was. Still holding onto you, she answered, “Yes, juzz had my birthday lazz december.” “That's what I thought. It’s legal here for you to drink. So drink all you want,” you told her honestly. “Ssangs cuz. Y'know, i never noticed yoo were sooo hannsome before,” she said rubbing your chest. “Thanks Claudia. You know you're smoking hot,” you told her. “Speakin' uhf smokin'. Yoo got any weed,” she asked. “Yah, up in my room,” you said. “Less gow,” she said pulling on your arm. “Ok, ok. I’ll cost you though,” you tell her. “Oh, im surrre i c'n fine a way t' play yoo. I ged really horney wenn im zzzrunk.” ...