It was the age of 'Aquarius', of 'Crimson and Clover' and 'Hair'. Dylan wanted us to 'Lay Lady Lay' and the Beatles wanted us to 'Come Together'. Flow...r Power and orange jeans, paisley shirts and sandals ruled. Even at 14, I felt a part of something different and right and good. It was exciting and the sexual revolution was thriving. The braver, older girls went braless at rock concerts and 'be-ins' where garage bands played concerts in parks and the air smelled of pot and people gave speeches. ” Trent said, sitting up on his elbows and looking over at me. I was forced to turn my eyes in his direction. I look directly into those mirrored sunglasses so he knew that I wasn’t checking him out.“Cool, dude. I don’t know if you remember me. I’m Scot.” I extended my hand. Reaching up to shake my hand he replied “Yeah man. I remember you. Make yourself at home, bro. There’s beers in the refrigerator if you want one or 5” We all laughed.“Cool. Thanks, man.”“Hey Scot.. grab me one too.” My. Carter takes a second hit and we let the weed sink in. We start talking about various random things. We laugh a little and we think about strange things. Allie takes it step further and asks Carter very personal questions. How many sexual partners he’s had and all kinds of things, “have you ever been in love?” Allie asks sitting in the passenger seat while I’m sitting in the back. “Yeah, girl. Once… upon a time. You?” “Uh yeah, dummy. That guy!” She responds pointing to me. Carter cracks up. Finally, I broke the silence and asked about her day. She looked at me and giggled. We laughed at that for a few minutes before I told her that I was going to call Ell-tee and ask him about this problem. It had to be taken care of before it got out of control and someone got seriously hurt or killed. She got up and pushed herself onto my lap and hugged me. This was a strong woman to put up with this shit and not pack her bags and head for the hills.After a quick shower and shave, I called.