Smile, it's Friday...Jamie tag Greyson

[Jamie Winchester]

Friday afternoon had to be Jamie's favorite time of day. She loved it. It signaled the weened was here and it also meant she could spend the next few days sleeping in, getting high and having fun. Sure there was a little thing called work, but lucky for her she only worked Saturday, Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. Don't ask how she pulled that off and she only worked from 4 to 9 so that left plenty of time for fun. So it worked for her.

What to do with a night off. Well whatelse but find someones window to climb. Sometimes she felt like romeo and the windows hid her juliet, boy or girl, did not matter, it was fun. She would say the lines sometimes. It was a funny scene, cause going up to a second stroy window was not always easy. Then god for long legs and good upper body strength. She got that from being a swimmer. Tonight was no different. The target was found. Greyson Shepard. She had not hung out with him all week.

She patted her pocket to make sure her fun was still in her pocket and she started to climb. Lucky for her the tree over hung the little roof by his wondow, so it was a matter of just dropping down at the right moment. So up the tree she went, like a monkey. She was getting good at this. She could see the window was open. Perfect. Soon she dropped down. She brushed herself off. Climbing a tree was never easy. People really needed to invest in ladders instead.

Jamie finally reached for the window sill and began to climb inside which was harder then it looks. Especially with something in the way. Jamie tumbled inside landing on her ass as she looked at what had been by the window, "that landing was less then graceful. " She said in her Australian accent. "I thought you were going to move that." She pointed at his collection of sports gear, or what ever it was, maybe music stuff. Jamie smiled, "Nothing broken...care to help a girl off her arse." She smiled holing out her hand to him.

[Grayson Shepherd]

If it hadn't been for having plans with June the next day, Gray would have thought that the day went by pretty uneventful. He didn't go to the pep rally nor to Ella D'Agustino's party both because he just couldn't care. Ella had graciously extended the invitation to him out of courtesy, knowing it just wasn't his scene. He was appreciative of her gesture but he knew that she knew what his answer was going to be.

So he opted to go home, make his mother and sister take the night off doing anything but pampering themselves with a little of the money he had saved up just for this occasion so he could smoke up. The stash he had was a pretty strong one, something even Liz Davies would appreciate. He rolled it up and burnt it, letting the sweet smoke circulate his room. When he was done with his stick, he fell on his bed with a grin on his face.

He didn't know if it was the weed or what but when he heard something scratching against his window, he thought that the sandman was coming to collect what was his. He turned and saw the dark silhouette of someone he had more than once fantasized of having cold showers for. When she fell due to his bass and amps near the windows, he was more concerned about his instruments' safety than of Jamie Winchester's. He was slow and groggy as he went down on his knees to crouch beside the beautiful Australian vixen. He held a hand out and grasped hers before pulling her against him. Surprisingly, even in his doped up state, his strength never left him.

Without much talking, he carried her over his shoulder fireman style and dumped her on his bed. He flopped down beside her, bouncing the bed enough to either bring Jamie on top of him or down on the floor. Both options satisfied him since if she did the former then kudos for him for getting the gorgeous girl to get on top of him. And if the latter happened then...well he could laugh. It was Jamie Winchester. She'd be fine with being laughed at. "What are you doing here, crazy?"

[Jamie Winchester]

When Greyson pulled her up against his body she felt the breath leave her body and all she could inhale was his scent. He always smelt so nice, and yes she could tell he had smoked which added to the lovely smell. She looked down at his instruments and back at him smiling. She was about to talk when he lifted her over his shoulder. She loved that. He knew it too. Jamie loved his strength. It was hot. Hell, she had to admit he was hot.

"Sorry about you toys." She smirked laughing at the joke. She knew he took music seriously, just liked she did, hence why it was okay to call them toys. When he bounced on the bed, once again her body was flung...on top of him. "I beleive you did that on purpose." She smiled, but did not move from the current position. "You sadden me...having fun with out. I brought some to share." She smiled pulling out her own blunt.

"What makes you think I am really here...you could be dreaming...of me...on top of you..a.lone in your bedroom..what makes you think any of this is real..perhaps its all in your mind..." Jamie teased with a smile. Was it true..or false. Of course she was hear, but still. She was enjoying teasing him about it being a dream or not.

"What is your answer..." She purred against him, trying even more to make it seem like a dream, just to mess with him. Hence why she moved to cover is body even more, each move a bit seductive as she looked right into his eyes. She smiled at him.

This was fun for Jamie. Messing with Greyson. Especially when he was high. Hell he did it to her too. They messed with each other when high. Not like that for all those people with dirty minds, but that would not be a bad thing at all.

[Grayson Shepherd]

"Toys," Gray scoffed when she indicated to his bass and amplifiers. Of course, he knew she was playing with him. Or was she? She was a hardcore musician, she wouldn't do that to him. Or would she? Gray had known Jamie a little over a month or two. She was related to Abigail Winchester, one of the populars, also a big hater of him. Well not hater. She was indifferent towards him. Yet Jamie clung to him like it was something normal. He didn't like complaining, especially not when it was a hot girl clinging on to him.

As she was talking, all Gray could see was her hair as everything else was starting to get blurry. The weed was taking full effect on him sooner than he realised. Maybe Liz was right. He was a lightweight. Naw...couldn't be. The stuff was high quality. He could tell. He blinked a few times and grinned up at Jamie when she accused him of doing that on purpose. Of course he didn't...or did he?

When she took out her own spliff, Gray wondered if she could possibly marry him. Was it legal to get married at 16? "I don't share weed, wifey." He mumbled. He wasn't sure if she heard but if didn't, she made no move for it. Then she gave him a real doozy of a question. Was she here? He really could be dreaming. It was an awesome dream. Jamie Winchester on top of him smoking a spliff. He couldn't be too sure that all this is really happening. What was it that people do to make sure they're dreaming or not?

His body was reacting to Jamie's moving on top of him and he knew she knew how it was effecting him. He could feel it enough for himself. "I'm...confused." Gray finally breathed out. The girl was messing with his mind. It wasn't fair since he was high and he was fairly dumb in general so...Gray was just really unsure if Jamie was really here. "Are you here?"

[Jamie Winchester]

She caught it. She heard him say wifey. "Good thing I brought my own...I guess I do know my husband that well." She smirked. Jamie thought he had done it as a joke. She had no clue what he was really thinking. He was high, there was no telling what thoughts was crossing his mind. "At least the one thing we both know is we will never run out." She smiled at him. Then the teasing began and it was fun waiting for his answer. She could see the confusion.

Jamie pressed her hands to his chest and moved to sit up on him still waiting for him to answer the question about this being a dream. Now Jamie was sitting on his crotch fro lack of a better place, "Someone seems very happy." She smirked as she lit her own blunt this time and took a nice hit. "Are you really asking me that...am I here?" Jamie began to laugh, "Wouldn't you like to know." She took another hit.

Jamie finally moved off Greyson, "You are so easy...of course I am here..." Jamie laid down next to him as she continued to take another hit. She had some good stuff too. Of course she could not smoke the whole thing. She only smoked half before putting it out and putting the rest back in the baggie and back into her pocket. "You are so high dude...did you really think I was a dream...what do you dream about then?" She asked not expecting a real answer.

Jamie turned on her side and moved so her head was on his chest. Nothing new. Jamie was a touchy feely girl. She was not about to do anything inappropriate of course. "I think you are so ready to pass out." She laughed. "I brought munchies if you want some." Jamie always brought snacks. She was known for it. How could you smoke without munchies.

Then Jamie reached over Greyson grabbing something from his nightstand. She pressed a button and turned on the stereo. Then she but the remote back down and looked down at him as she still leaned over him. "If I had know I was going to be spending most of the night on your bed I would have brought more protection." Jamie said joking.

[Grayson Shepherd]

In his haze, Gray could have sworn he heard Jamie call him husband. Okay, so she heard him call her wifey. Well that would be embarrassing if he had any embarrassment left in his state. He was just way too high to really care or...just feel. Although he was relatively sober enough to be aroused by all of Jamie's movements. And it felt so damn good. Really didn't hurt that Jamie looked like...well to put it bluntly, sex on a stick.

From the way her hair fell around her face while she was pressed on top of him down to her waist where she was currently moving slowly from left to right. It would put any guy in any state into a frenzy; Grayson, high as the sky, not withstanding. "He doesn't seem happy. He is happy. You could ask him and he'd respond with a nod. Scouts' honor." Gray tried to get up but his head was way too heavy. She looked good trying to drag the smoke in her. Damn, everything about her looked good.

"I think I'm supposed to pinch you to know if it's a dream. Like...if you...wait I can't tell you. Then you'll know how to react." Gray brought one hand up but felt it was too heavy and so let it fall right on top of Jamie's thigh. "Pinch," he mumbled while licking his lips as he looked on while Jamie smoked. Trying to blink away the haze, Gray moved the words around in his mouth to answer her, thinking that it really was necessary for him to answer. But she had already rolled off him, causing him to groan deeply. He was starting to like her weight on top of him. She felt damn good on him.

Gray's arms instinctively wrapped around Jamie's slender body, slipping it around her waist and letting it dangle across her stomach. It seemed intimate but Gray didn't bother what she might think. In the state he was in, everything else seemed pretty okay to do, including dipping his paw into her honey jar so to speak. Then she asked if he wanted munchies and he perked up. "Food!" He exclaimed. But then Jamie slid across his body to turn on the stereo. He had a slow CD by Ray Charles.

He slid a hand under his head and looked up at Jamie. "It's alright." He mumbled, reaching one hand down to his bedside table to slide one compartment open. "I got plenty...but who said you were spending the night?" Gray had managed to form words. "Or at least on my bed?"

[Jamie Winchester]

To Jamie the whole husband crack was because he made the wife crack and she thought he was kidding around in his haze of being high. She did not take those words seriously what so ever. People said all kinds of shit when high, including her. So she just joked around right back. "I know he is happy, he feels very happy below me." she smirked. Which was not a bad feeling, too bad for all the clothes, but perhaps that was a good thing.

Jamie thought Grayson was hot, who wouldn't. Of course they had only been in the friends zone since the met a month ago, but still, he was hot and she could admire his looks. She loved his hair, and the five o'clock shadow he got by the afternoon. he was manly, but young at the same time. it was very attractive. Neither one acted on this attraction mostly cause both preferred to get high and relax then worry about any drama. Yet you could feel the attraction. especially with her sitting on his crotch moving around.

She liked when he wrapped his arms around her body, she got a good look at those biceps he kept hidden. She looked down at him and his enthusiasm over food, "I got your favorites. cookies, chips, candy and more. i brought a whole back pack full as well as a change of clothes." She winked. Although the clothes crack was real , spending the night might not be, but she had passed out there before. Usually in the bean bag chair, but she always left through the window before he even woke up.

Jamie eyes the compartment, "are those there for show, or do you actually use them." Jamie questioned, "On second thought do not answer that." She smiled laughing. "I say I am staying in your bed, you can have the floor, or the bean bag chair, your pick, but this big comfy bed is all mine." She purred. She was teasing him now. It added to the tension, but it was also their natural way of playing with each other.

"Unless you are telling me you can share?" Her voice was soft and sultry as she looked him in the eye. "Come on. I am hungry and feeling very good." The good stuff always affected her pretty fast and she was already feeling relaxed and light headed as she moved to sit on the edge of his bed and pull up her book bag which seemed heavier right now.

She opened it to reveal M&M's Oreo, chocolate sauce, cookies, and much more. "What shall it be?" She asked.

[Grayson Shepherd]

Gray's face relaxed into a smile when Jamie assured him that he was indeed a very happy boy. He gripped on to Jamie's waist and grinned up at her. "You're not my wife, are you you cheeky bugger." He said with a chuckle.

At the mention of his favorite snacks, Gray moaned. "Oh that sounds awesome. Wait...clothes? I didn't say you could stay here. Although..." Gray got an evil smirk on his face. He wasn't going to suggest anything vocally so Jamie could come up with anything on her own. He wasn't going to judge what she wanted or didn't want to do. He just wasn't that kind of guy.

"Babe...come on..." he gave Jamie a look before gesturing to himself. He chuckled when Jamie stopped him from explaining further. When she gave him the choices of everything but his own bed, he growled and moved to pin her down to the bed but she was already off him, talking about food. He chuckled once more as he tried to get up. Once in a seating position, he felt his stomach clench. "Okay, gimme the bag." He gestured for the bag with his hands.

Once the bag was in front of him, he practically salivated at the visuals he was presented. "Holy mother load." He whispered. Looking up at Jamie, he had a glint in his eyes of adoration and other stuff but it didn't last long before it was exchanged with a look of hunger as he grabbed the biggest packet in the bag and tore it up, pouring it into his mouth with a groan. "Shit...this is good," he sighed with his mouth full.

He pulled Jamie into his arms and cuddled her. "You're the best wife ever." He said before picking another packet and dumping it into his mouth. He was starting to think coherently but he still had the leftover buzzed up feeling, though now all too aware of Jamie's presence in his room at night when his mother and sister weren't present.

[Jamie Winchester]

"Only in your lovely dreams apparently." Jamie smirked. "So you have been dreaming about me, care to enlighten me about what we do in your dreams? Or is it your fantasy?" Now she was teasing him for the hell of it. Thats the second time he used the term wife and now this was just becoming fun.

"You don't have to say I can stay. I invited my self and I am not afraid to admit it." She caught his look. "Down little Grayson." Jamie laughed aws soon as the words left her mouth, "Besides how are you going to get me to leave. I am already feeling too good to climb back down the damn tree. It gave me a wedgie already." She commented rubbing her ass. "Your bed is big and comfy." She said patting it.

"I knew you would like the food." She commented as she took some of the chocolate syrup and put some on her finger before sucking on her finger gently. "Yum." She watched as he ate bag after bag by pouring it in his mouth. Then she felt herself being pulled onto his lap and she did not mind. She cuddled right back.

Wife...a third time. Jamie smiled, "Who else is going to make sure you feed yourself after a good blunt. Besides you know its just another excuse to keep me close." She said smiling as she loved to tease Gray. She sat comfortably on his lap as she too started to eat a little. "Such a pig." She joked hitting his chest slightly. Hmm he felt very nice under her hand.

Jamie continued pouring a little chocolate syrup on her fingers and licking or sucking it off when some missed her fingers and fell on her chest right about her breasts. "Uh oh. " Now this really had been an accident. She had not meant to get a drop there, but there it was.

[Grayson Shepherd]

Gray knew something was off. Jamie was way too aware of her surroundings. It couldn't be because of the spliff she had smoked. How the hell is she still so...conscious? He could still spill some stupid stuff in his state so he decided not to say anything. "You're always naked in my dreams." What happened to saying nothing? Obviously went out the window alongside his brain.

Then Jamie was talking and Gray tuned her out as he reached for another packet of food. When she complained about a wedgie, Gray reached over and rubbed her ass as well. "There, there..." he mumbled as small bite sized cookies poured into his mouth.

"I do. Very much. You know me too well already." Gray turned to look at Jamie and grinned. The food was affecting him positively and he was becoming himself more with each passing minute.

"Well yay for me having such a good woman to take care of me." He nuzzled Jamie's neck affectionately. She smelled so good. When Jamie hit him on the chest, he pretended that it hurt. "Woman! You're supposed to protect me not immobilise me!" Gray joked, pulling her down between his legs before sliding back to rest his back against his dashboard, all the while having a strong hold around Jamie's waist.

"Aah that feels much better." Gray sighed before pulling the bag of food to rest on Jamie's stomach. He noticed Jamie licking the chocolate sauce off her finger and he decided he wanted some too. Just as he was about to take it from her, some sauce dripped down her exposed skin and trailed slowly down her breasts. He stirred but didn't react fully. Not yet anyway.

After a long pause, he reached to his left to grab a tissue and handed it to her. "Uh...tissue." He of course wanted to do it himself but he figured, Jamie wouldn't like it too much, him fondling her like that. Even in their state. But he was a guy. He had reactions. And one was starting right then.