As I couldn’t do so I was asked to go to her house. She was married but not for too long, she lived with her in-laws. When we reached there she aske... me to settle down in the living room and do my stuff. A little later she came out wearing a pink nylon gown. It wasn’t see through but it gave her body a nice definition and looked damn hot. She told me that her in-laws were out of town. I felt something fishy. She served my coffee and while pouring it out she spilt it all over my pants. I knew. Susan watched from a distance as her daughter sat down and wandered over with Lydia's drink."You spoke to Dave, didn't you?" Lydia asked and Ezra bit his lip."Sort of," he admitted and Lydia frowned angrily at him."I told you not to. You promised."Ezra shrugged and gave a raffish grin. "Yeah, well. He was asking for it. And he can't go messin' with ya like that."Lydia sighed and took a sip of her coffee. "Well, I don't like it," she said firmly. "I don't want people fighting over me." It wasn't. Well, he's got balls anyway, I'll give him that,AKA thought. When the kid finally exhaled, there was a loud,raspy, rushing expulsion of air filled with the wonderfully relaxing, aromaticaroma of top-quality pot. The smell was definitely complicated, however, bythat unmistakable, if modest (or so AKA hoped) garlicky odor. Modest or not, the kid--because he was so stonedor drunk to begin with, it was hard to tell--appeared not to notice the unusualsmell. But he did notice the immediate burning. Geese flew overhead in search of a pond or lake, and other birdcalls made a special music in the woods, their sound bouncing from tree to tree in counterpoint. My steps were already lighter as I moved onward, stopping here and there to catch other signs of life. There was a string of small white flowers near a sapling: I captured images of them. ‘Hello!’ came through the woods, and I knew I needed to move toward it. The fresh air felt good and the sunlight was shining brightly through the.