I quickly typed “hey bud, ima go grab and be home by sixish” on my Blackberry before hopping into my Volvo and heading downtown. A friend of a fri...nd had gotten some pineapple kush, and I was so excited by the promise of a hooked up sack for the weekend. Olivia is my best friend in the entire world. She and I are what NBC’s The Today Show reports as “stiletto stoners”. We’re both young, successful, professional women who happen to smoke weed. Some people like to unwind at the end of a long day. Here I hesitated for a while, gently feeling the texture change beneath my fingers from rough jeans to the smooth skin underneath. As though you were a present...your outer wrapping was revealing the most amazing gift inside... The sensations coursing through my body were setting me on fire, I was sharing your pleasure. My fingers were dancing over your skin, rubbing, caressing, touching...I was taking as long as I could to give myself time to pluck up the courage required to do what I knew. “Do we want to know before, or after some asshole sends an RPG into the suite?” I asked.“Good point,” she said.“It’s the difference between a cop and a soldier’s thinking, I guess,” I admitted.Nita began the building scan, using the super strong glasses, before Lucy2 and Dom showed up. Lucy2 saw Nita scanning the building’s windows and the foot traffic along the street.“What is she looking for?” Lucy2 asked me.“Anything out of place. I want you and Dom to drive around the this block and. “Don’t lie. You don’t know palmistry. You are just taking the opportunity to hold my hands.” She laughed.It was of course true, but the fact that she did not pull her hands out of mine gave me the confidence that I required. I started pulling her towards me. “Why are you sitting so stiff? Relax. Come near me. I love the perfume you are wearing.”“Sir, what exactly do you have in your mind?” She shifted towards me uncomfortably. I could sense the debate that was going inside her. I knew this was.