Swept Away (#2)
It was true that the party was all men, all either actively using, some straight up smoking meth, or were near some form of drug.
The Darkest Place
The meth has him. it makes me mad. so many things make me mad, but he is the one who was here tonight, that foul fucker, that strange tail-touching blunt-smoking queer, that skuzzy meth-dealing cat who looks too long at the asses of teenage boys.
A Bat and his D(ad)og
"as ready as i might be to charge a meth addict's lab." "don't worry. your 'puppy time' will be as fun as always." there was the slightest look of confusion in his father's eyes before they went blank.
Riding The Red Rocket
He got addicted to meth. i'm trying to get him right again, can you understand that?" "uh, yeah." i said quietly. "he needs this to pay off the dealers and go to rehab. just please, please go along with this." "sure thing."
Rolf's Penance
"viagra mixed with ecstasy, crystal meth or cocaine. it is supposed to make sex amazing." i didn't know what mine was mixed with. not e that's for sure. i just took it to help unwind and maybe jerk off a bit.
Entropy - Chapter 1, Part 1
What the hell's so attractive about stealing shit, getting into fights, smoking meth and drinking in the back alleys once school was over?
Incest Story: The Demon's Brother
"well, when they stopped calling me meth instead of meph, pretty good. they were a bit small, though, not really worth all that much. and _terrible_ stamina, ugh." "oh, i know what you mean. i've had people like that before.
The Glory of Police Work
There were plenty of things to fuck if you wanted entranced doe-eyed sissies tripping on ecstasy and meth. blow wasn't as common, but she noticed some cokeheads here and there sporting that telltale furtive look and the ugly signs of bruxism.
My last two weeks at Pete's Chapter 7
Like a meth addict it wasn't enough she had to have more. digging deeper and harder she found the right spot, her sweet spot pushing harder and deeper she huffed, "oh god oh god yes."
Sex and Drakes and Rock 'n Roll
The loser slunk off to mooch some fine-ground meth from the peanut gallery.
The Power of Prayer
Every night after you came to visit me i would go down to third street and sell meth so that i could eat for the day, so that i could make sure i had socks warm enough to stop me from getting hypothermia.
Chapter 1. Our story begins.
"people use it to make meth marty." shutting his locker, he walked off to homeroom, the three other furs trailing behind him.