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The plus side is it wasn’t the type of environment that allowed her to easily make acquaintances with people who sold drugs. My sister was her amateur mother’s daughter. Beautiful and still living her glory days, or so she thought. She was homecoming and prom queen, and incredibly popular, mostly because she could get drugs for parties and would sleep with any guy who mattered in her class. But when she graduated last year and all her classmates moved off to college or started jobs, she was not the type of person they wanted to keep in touch with. So she just sort of drifted. With no responsibilities, she had the freedom to do whatever she wanted, and that made her feel like she was living the life, but that still required money. Any one who looked at her could see she was a user, but she was young and pretty with enough charm that she could still sort of hide it. With every job though, eventually her drug use took precedence and she’d miss work or something and would get fired. She could never keep a job and thus never had money for, among other things, drugs. It actually seemed like it might secretly benefit her to not have a job, and I was giving head right, when she was unemployed she was clean, but not willingly. She had finally stooped to taking a job that was “beneath her”, as a convenience store clerk, and came home one day with a $25 bag of dope. They’ve always tried to hide what they did from me, but it took more than shut doors and hushed voices. From what I gathered, she met a guy named Kyle, your typical, skinny, crack-head, white-trash type of dealer. She told my mom he could hook them up and asked if she wanted to buy her some too. My mother shuffled through her purse and pulled out her cash. I could see Cock Sucking Oral Sex her doing the mental math, trying to decide what she could give up. Like most users, both she and my sister were also smokers and drinkers. These secondary vices weren’t as enjoyable as heroin, but were cheaper, more accessible and didn’t interfere with normal everyday life. Even though dope was preferred, deciding on a week’s worth of smokes in exchange for one shot in the arm was at least up for some debate. It also showed that she had made some progress being clean, the urge wasn’t as strong, and it was that false sense of accomplishment that made her think she deserved some sort of treat… so she handed my sister the money. Now $25 doesn’t sound like a lot, and it’s not… if you wanted one hit every couple of weeks, but when an addict wants it multiple times a month, then a week, then daily, it adds up.. And for a single mother of 2, or a girl just out of the school who can’t keep a job, it adds up quicker… Fast forward a couple months and my mom’s one time “treat” was now a weekly habit on the verge of becoming more frequent. The good news for her is, she’s a good mom, and has always put her responsibilities as a mother before her desires as an addict, so since once a week is all she can afford, that’s all she allowed herself. There’s no booze in the house and she’s all but quit smoking, which is all fine, but that money is going in her arm now, which isn’t an improvement. My sister lost her job 2 weeks after starting to shoot up again. She quickly burned through whatever money she had left, and I thought this was going to be the end of it… if she’s not buying, then my mom will back off too and they’ll clean up (again). But one night she came home with a bag and my mom freaked out on her. “Where did you get Girlfriends it?! Where’d you get the money?!” She said, snatching the baggie away. 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