I cleaned the grass, and bought a smokeless pipe from the local head-shop, and waited until I could get Sue alone. She came in dusty and sweaty from her garden the next day. Dad was out on a golf game, so the timing was fortuitous. I hurried to my room to get the marijuana in a glass vial and the new pipe. I knocked and entered the master bedroom. But I was too late. Or too early, depending how you look at it. What I was looking at was a Susie in her bra and panties. She had stripped her dirty duds and was about to take a shower, just going into the bathroom off their bed room when I arrived. She squeaked an ‘EEK!’ Grabbed a towel and held it in front of her.
“I’m sorry, Susie. I should have knocked but since you were done weeding I thought you might like to get rid of a different kind of weed. That is to say, by burning it. Or if you will, the herb you can’t grow in your garden anymore. I have a supply of it I wanted to give you, as a gift because . .” [I had to think fast because I was winging it at the moment. I needed to come up with a believable excuse. I mean, you don’t say, ‘I got you some dope because I hope to hop in bed with you by getting you stoned!’ which of course was the truth, but too bold to be stated outright. My motives would soon enough become obvious. So what to – I’ve got it! . .] “Because I know that is what you were referring to when you suggested I ask dad about what you meant, with that broad hint you made the other day.”
“When you propositioned me for Shannon, and kissed me and held me tight so you could feel my tits against your body?”
“Yeeaahh, that time. Pop told me about your . . earlier vegetable garden with the special herb you grew that you turned him on to. So I thought that you guys might like to . . mm . . relive old times, revive those fun days of buzzed love making. Dad said he missed it. [SHIT! Now I had blown my chance, I made it seem like it was for her and dad, without her and I having a glow-and-go at stoned loving.]
“Well, that is really sweet of you! First you act as a go between for Shannon, and now you get some grass for your father and I to share and perk up our staid sex-life. I hope you got some for yourself. Pot I mean, I don’t expect that Shannon’s kind of kink got you any of her tail. I suppose that you might have played match-maker out of the sheer goodness of your heart. But knowing Shannon, I’m sure that she had some sort of incentive to provide an extra benefit one way or another.”
“I won’t say that I didn’t have a motive of some kind of gain promised, [which cannot be revealed at this time!] But naturally, I was glad to make my mom’s happy if things went well. And I hope they did.”
Susie relaxed a bit and leaned on the door frame to the bathroom, she let the terry cloth droop a bit. “OH! It certainly went well. A well is a deep and wet hole, and that is what she discovered with me. I was certainly satisfied, and it satisfied a long standing curiosity. Though, I wouldn’t want it as any kind of regular . . diet, eating or . . being dinner. But getting stoned I never tired of. “You got it there? Come in the bathroom and let’s get a buzz on. The fan can exhaust the smell.”