Twenty to nine my watch shows me, she's downed a "red" one i've down the "blue" and we've got twenty minutes before take-off!
Although i've had personal experience's with this drug i ask her if she's taken any of these before, "only two times before" she tell's me, "and you" asking back, i explain to her that " i was taking these before she had ever had any inclination to have one"!
"How old are you?" she enquires, i just tell her "i'm over twenty one" and "to stay there i'll be right back", i casually get up and head up to my room to retrieve something that i had noticed was there earlier in the day, past the Bizzarrini and James Joyces works and i think to myself she could be into some of this anully fixated Joyce at some point tonight, so i place his greastest works under my armpit and head into my room where there is surely some of THE FINEST redhair sensimilla i've yet to see or smoke waiting for me!
An ornamental glass jar about seven inches tall on the night stand next to the bed shows me that there's enough Ganja in that vessel alone to get an elephant stoned for a month!, let alone two people who are already pill'in!
I just grab the whole frigg'in jar and a Rizla paper deck, but most importantly before i leave my room, i arrange a variety of oddly juxtaposed songs randomly assorted together and have them piped on through the house system, cd's from Kraftwerk, Air, The Streets, Bomfunk Mc's, De La Soul, alittle bit of Miles Davis, Soundtrack to Bladerunner even some Police, early Police that is, "Ghost in the Machine", "there's not one single bad song on that whole album, trust me!", and if your not familiar with it, i would highly recommend it, i thought these guys were great musicians and if you listen to the lyrics in their songs, they have a relevance and meaning even to this very day!
Songs like "Re-humanize yourself" is a perfect example, i'm not gonna preach any Green or Humanitarian ideals to you here, HELL NO !
I've just dropped an "Ekkie", and if all goes well will probably end up not being able to walk properly for the next two days after this horny pilled up nymphomaniac bitch fuks my brains out all night long, as the RED pills are RENOWN when taken by females to literally turn them into insatiable fuking machines, an amalgum of Marilyn Chambers and the Terminator!
All i'm saying is that it might be worthwhile for you to look and listen to it when you've got some time up your sleeve like i do now!
Done, got the most EPIC #POT in my hand which in California is called "Medicinal #Marijuana" haha, and the music has just started to play in the background so i head back down to see what Sonya's got herself up to in my very brief absence, and as i look down from the top of the spiral staircase there she is,....... mesmerizing, dancing below very seductively and sensually, it was the #Bladerunner Soundtrack she was hearing "Memories of Blue", (the musical score was done by Vangelis and in my humble opinion is his finest work) the pills had already started to take effect on her, i thought "damn that was quick"! but my watch didn't lie,....the alarm went off ..........IT WAS 9 o'clock!, twenty minutes had flown by, what the hell had just happened, twenty minutes of me "fart knocking around with cd's when there this babe ready to rock n' roll" i must be already drug affect as well,.....whoaa, the music is sounding really ultra clear and clean now, so clear i'm able to differentiate everything i hear instrumentally, it's begun, I'M OFF,"IT" had begun now whether i like it or not, that sensation once felt is unmistakable a second time!
This was highly irregular i began to think to myself while i still could put any kind of understanding into it, "i know i haven't had these for years, but looking back at it and feeling like i'm beginning to feel, this swooping me up from behind sensation and time passing with the blink of an eye tells me this is no ordinary MDMA, or worse, that i possibly never really had the "pure" MDMA, either way i was going to find out soon enough!
I just stood there and watched her below, she was completely oblivious to my voyeuristic observations from the second storey, that was until my phone fu*k'in went off and spoiled my fun, she was clearly getting into the whole groove and i was "so pissed"( Australian colloquialism for angry,upset, not drunk) the phone went off but i saw it was a good mate of mine calling from Oz so i turned around and slunk back into my room to talk as she continued to dance by herself in a rather erotic way, now aware i was "perving" on her before.
"He had no idea i had even left the country", wanted to see what i was doing and was flipped out about what i told him i'd been doing that day and what i was about to get up to that very night and not to forget mentioning who was downstairs dancing and waiting to be my "companion"to the party.
Now anyone who knows me can tell you one thing for sure about me and that is "i'm no jet-setter" and this life i had been exposed too was, and is, completely alien to the way i would and do go about my life normally, but i sure as hell am not about to say no to new experiences, especially ones like this, as Henry Rollins says "If there's a door open of oppurtunity in front of you, just walk right in and make yourself at home", Henry, a man most perspicatious should be listened to on this one, and i did, cheers Henry!
Henry Rollins portrait by myself in 2016 
I began rolling up a spliff that i think even the great Tommy Chong would approve of as i try to relate the day's totally fu*k'in wild time to my mate who thinks i'm "winding him up" haha, no joke though!
I tell him i'll call him when i get back and hang up simultaneously lighting my spliff and having a drag that seemed to never end............"smoothest sh*t i have ever had!" the pleasure of toking on and leaving a cloud of the most pungent and overwelming citrusy smell was sheer joy as i led the way back down to see Sonya who'd probably thought i had my head up my butt somewhere!
Although i was pilled up i was not at all concerned about the MDMA and now the pot, which really becomes pointless to smoke when your about three hours into the journey, but up until then and of course when your coming down off the MDMA you really really want to have a good brew at hand and i do mean at hand, as this lenghthens and even's out the MDMA's effects, "pure" MDMA in my own personal experience has very little or any real noticeable after-effect when taken with "maryjane" on the come down, that should of been something "Todd" would of known about, and thinking about "Todd", he was probably the one who made this fuk'in batch of MDMA, Huh!..he was still lower than some filthy animals sht!
He might be a dick but he damn well knows how to cook up a excellent batch of E, "hey your back" Sonya in some surprise "where'd ya go"? i said nothing as i took the joint from my mouth and pass it to her before i exhale a "FUK'IN doozy" of again, THE BEST gear i've ever smoked no sht!
I got to sit down now....... i want to really enjoy the buzz, the sensations which begin to envelope your brain, somethings just go, others are heightened by the drug, i'm so glad i decided NOT to eat anything earlier from the "cornucopia refrigerator", MDMA is always better on an EMPTY stomach, you feel completely empty, there's no division in your body trying to digest food and at the same time trying to assimilate MDMA into your bloodstream, you want to make sure you got a drink that's NOT alcoholic as well, STAY WELL CLEAR of alcohol when taking MDMA, seriously bad sh*t happens when you try to combo these two, but it's your choice!
Sonya's really goin, dancing with a joint half hanging off her rosy red lips, colors for me become hyper colors on MDMA,.... her lips drew my gaze as i catch myself trippin quickly, so enchanted by them i felt almost compelled to put them against my own, and i did exactly this and was stunned,.... thought became equally consensual action...... i love MDMA!
This is Part 7 of my "96 hrs. to L.A. and back" for continuity Part 1 is the place to start, and thanks for your interest in this and the upvotes, which are appreciated. @jamesdeweaverart