My wife had a sneaky little brother, aren't we all, he was always trying to find ways to get a peek at her tits or bush. One weekend she was home from college, her brother asked her if she had tried pot yet, this was the 60's, it was not universal quite yet. She told him not yet, but would if she had a chance, she asked him if he had any, he said he was broke and all out.
A little while later he said his friend Ray had a stash and was on his way over, Ray said he would share if she flashed him her boobs, Ray always had a crush on her. She said she would think about it, but no way was her brother going to see anything, just Ray, if at all. She said she would not put it past them to use oregano or something else, she wanted a sample first.
Ray comes over and she tells him the deal, he says no problem, but they better go in the back porch or their parents will smell it in the house. They go outside and sit around a patio table, the guys took off their shirts, they said the smell sticks to your clothes if you don't, she is not falling for that, yet. She took her first few hits and quickly knew this wasn't oregano, they were laughing at her glazed eyes, Ray reminded her that a deal was a deal. She forgot about her brother being there, she just lifted her tee over her head, didn't have a bra on. She said she sat there for at least an hour topless until their parents were almost due home, then she went in threw her clothes in the washer and took a shower.
Funny part was her parents were regular tokers within a couple of years. She and her brother found out because their clothes smelled like pot, then it became a family activity.
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