I’m sorry to be late at my own dinner party. A student had an urgent problem with Liszt.”“A dedicated teacher. That’s a good sign,” Doc said... “And it did give at least two of us a chance to get to know each other.”“Well, I’ll have lunch on the table in a minute. I have everything we need in the Frigidaire.” Wesley returned with a platter that revealed not only salad, but a substantial portion of cold cuts as well. The meal was light and friendly and by the end, all felt much more at ease. There. We were talking about it one evening. It was a double date, well, triple, really. Jo Marie and Frank, Scott and Judith, and Rick and myself were being specific about some of the participants at the party the previous weekend. We were in this loft at the the4ater, the one owned by Judith's parents, and I learned something about her that night, and her sexual education."A second screen?" I said, looking through the window."Behind the main theater," Judith said. "It's been there for years." It was. ‘Do you wanna come in and hang out for a while?’ Jackie said. ‘Sure.’ Krissy replied. Jackie opened her door and they went up to her bedroom. Jackie plopped down on her bed and Krissy fell into the bean bag chair. ‘I’m goin’ to bed at like seven tonight.’ Jackie said as she rolled over to face Krissy. ‘Me too.’ Krissy groaned. ‘I’m getting these panties off!’ Jackie said as she climbed off her bed and walked over to her drawer. She pulled off her jeans… ‘Do you want me to leave?’ Krissy asked.. Anyway, we continued to eat and past the joint. After my breakfast of eggs, bacon, Orange juice and cum, I realized why they were camping. About a hundred feet into the woods was a crop of marijuana they were growing. We cleaned up breakfast and they went to the field for a few hours. I got bored, (and higher). It was a beautiful day and decided to get some sun. Laid a blanket in back of the tent to lay in the sun. They were off tending to the field, so I took the shirt off. Which turn out to.