She said, "When I was a kid the pot was so weak compared to the shit you can buy today. It was cheaper too. They keep increasing the potency of this s...uff to where a few puffs can get you totally stoned. I knew a guy in New York that used to pluck just the stamen from the pot flowers, and sell them to the high-end buyers. The THC content was considerably higher than the flower, as a whole. It was tedious work, but the rich guys would pay for it." Today, my boss told me that I had to take a. Now on her side facing me, she took my hand and placed it back over her pussy. "Lay down here with me and let's have some lip action."We held each other tight, the sand caught in the suntan lotion acting like sandpaper as our skin rubbed back and forth. Our lips spread wide-open as they pressed against each other, our teeth clicking together. Our tongues moving back and forth like sabers striking through the wide-open space of our open mouths. Her mouth closed enough that my tongue was forced. "You know I love you, right?" I asked, half-playfully."Well yeah. I love you too," she replied, "you sleepy?" Not particularly. You?" A little. I have to go to work in the morning though." Liz's jobdidn't have the same level of security as mine did, and while she'd beenable to take a few days off this week, they weren't all together, andtomorrow I was going to spend the day home alone."Yeah, but it's not that late..."She glanced over at the clock. "It's pretty late." So just go to sleep?". “She thinks she does. She clings to me but she doesn’t love me. She hardly knows me. She never tried to know me.” His words were so certain I almost believed them.“Anyway, I was a pussy when it came to breaking it off with her. I felt how much she depended on me, and at the same time I was addicted to seeing you, no matter how infrequently or briefly.” He snorted and gently touched my arm. He was cautious, wanting to see if I’d push him away again, but I didn’t want to and I’m not sure I.