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She handed me the bourbon in a half-pint mason jar. Cute. “You mind if I have a little? Just helps me unwind. Get in the mood.”

“Uh…sure. Whatever.”

She pulled out a black jar from her refrigerator and then grabbed a pipe out of a drawer. “Make yourself at home.”

Again I eyed the bed. We both knew why I was here. If I took a seat there, we could move forward quickly.

But I couldn’t do it. I sat down on the love seat across the room and set my drink on the end table.

“Wait,” she said. “Let me get you a coaster.”

I nodded. Nice. A small place, but she took pride in it. Bed made. Coasters.

She set down the coaster and then sat beside me. She pulled a small amount of weed out of the jar and placed it in the pipe. Then she lit up.

I held off inhaling for as long as I could. I detested the smell of weed. To me, it hovered somewhere between roasting green chilies and blue cheese. I loved the smell of roasted green chilies. I hated the smell of blue cheese. Totally ruined the smoky scent of the chilies.

But I’d come here to get laid, and if a few tokes put her more in the mood, all the better. I’d deal.

The smoke from her pipe rose above our heads.

“So what’s your story, Bob?” she asked.

“Just looking for a good time. You?”

“Same.” She inhaled, holding the smoke inside her lungs for several seconds.

“How old are you?” I asked.

“Does it matter as long as I’m over eighteen?”

She was way over eighteen. “Just wondering.”

“Thirty-three. You?”

“Thirty-eight.”

She nodded, taking another toke from the pipe.

“Ever married?” I asked.

“Twice. Both losers. The last one nearly put me in the hospital. Had to get a restraining order.”

Shit. What had I walked into?

“You?” she asked.

“Once.”

“Got kids?”

“One. You?”

“Nope. Can’t. Bad endometriosis.”

A little TMI there, but at least I didn’t have to worry about knocking her up. Not that I was worried anyway. There would definitely be a condom involved in this little fuckfest.

She set her pipe down, emptying the ashes onto a ceramic plate and grinding them out. Good. The smell would start to dissipate now.

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