&Yeah exactly - what is it about selecting a choice bit of foil ? perhaps a little fiddle around maybe tear a small strip off so it's "just so" perhaps a little crease in it for added security when the payload added onto the glinting sheet of potential blissful sin .Put it down on the arm of the chair now - hey be nice & careful now - no one better open the door & cause a draught - was that a noise in the passage ? there's silence but i'm on high alert here - hm no it wasn't anything, still best to be sure - I remove my hovering hand from protecting the foil & now I'm ready to add the gear - now it gets tougher - decisions decisions do I spread a little bit really thinly risking missing some or do i go for a decentsized glob but you know heating too much & you may burn some & then it fouls the job a bit- choices choices - i know i'll go for a small amount thinly spread & see how it goes - if I nail it then great, if not there's not too much damage done is there - yup that's the plan. Carefully I select a small paper scoop torn from yesterdays losing lottery ticket, I gingerly dig into the powder - which appears to have diminished already - i'm sure there was more here before - I know there wasn't but I just can't quite shake the feeling that there ought to be more - actually probably about double would be nice - thinking of which if I don't proceed with what I had planned in the week I could spend the cash on getting another gram - & do the work on the car next week instead - which would probably be more sensible anyway because well the garage will be fully booked up this week probably anyway it will be & if it is I'll be so fucking frustrated that I didn't get more gear just to have pointlessly waited another week for something i could & probably should put off anyway & buy more gear.i mean the gears there now - he could run out tomorrow - Yup anyways I'll sort that later. Now then for the lighter - the cheap plastic 3 for a quid lighter - not the unreliable ones with variable flame - only a grade A fool would consider anything so dangerous as that. The lighter is flicked the steadiness of the flame is watched with a practiced eye - lovely a good sweet flame true without a flicker - just on the low side of medium. Next i roll up the rest of the lottery ticket into a tube - then think no I'm gonna make a foil inhaler - definitely then I can chase it off at the finish * I do so like the look of that compared some bit of paper witha soggy end - waste not want not - off to the kitchen scrabbling around intentedly until the extra large sized aluminium foil comes to light - my smile plays gently across my face - the jobs a good un & we're nearly at the moment I've been so carefully preparing for, the senses are tuned highly to everything that relates to the immediate enviroment. a small amount is added to the foil - then as an afterthought it's doubled, carefully close the baggy & place in the same place I always put it - routine is critically important in these matters, gotta be secure in ones mind about the whereabouts of ones stash. the foil tube is prepared i use double thickness for greater structural integrity - I like it that way altho it isn't strictly necessary I just find it pleasing to look at - a good workman like job i'm well satisfied - the prep is complete - I move slowly & carefully to pick up the foil flick the lighter hesitate for a split second, the lighter plays underneath the the foil at a discreet distance until i see the powder begin to hint at melting down - concentrate now tube hovering not too close not to far away - slowly exhaling through the nose playing the lighter closer and closer working the gear into a nice golden tar absolutely primed to go then moving closer i watch like a hawk for the first sign of vapour - and there it is - just take it in gently - give it more heat now suck harder oooh man that's piling off now & I'm drawing breath as fast as i can taking care I get it all - I abolish the flame at about 80% of lung capacity & continue to suck as the plume of vapour subsides to nothing - i hold my breath savouring the taste the bitter taste in my throat - hm that was nice but a bigger lungful would have been nicer - hold it in then slowly luxuriously I exhale staring to see how much of a trace comes back out of my mouth- I sit back and a wave of relief comes over me - i sit forward again - light up again straight onto it now - no fucking around anymore -big quicklymoving heat & it's going like a factory chimney & i'm drawing it in as hard as I can - a huge lungful fit to burst I hold then exhale & then the hit begins to tingle my kin & buzz a little in the ears oh yeah this is almost erotic in its intensity maybe more than that - an intensely private complete vice of the highest order - hmmmm oooh I've got about another six big ones still sitting there on the foil & plenty left in the baggy - go on son go again go on yes that's bliss sheer total bliss - ah a mouth full of chemicals & the whole night ahead - how luxurious is that - kings can go play with their crowns I'll stick with this - so dirty nasty and so incredibly precious foiled again & again i foil myself every time & man i love it so.