Once she'd recovered, she had another go, and managed much better. We steadily smoked our way down the joint, and I soon felt soft ripples of the hash... soothing and stimulating my brain. I looked at Sarah, and giggled when I saw that she was staring at my breasts unblinking, and actually licking her lips! Whether she was just stoned or reacting to the magnificence of my bosom, I couldn't know for sure, but it made me break up in a fit of giggles."Golly wow..." she murmured, and her reddening. Halfway to the road a car appeared in Martins headlights, it had no lights on and was sat blocking the lane. Martin became fearful, sweat began pouring from his skin. Slowly he moved closer, looking hard to see if there was any chance of getting by. There was none. Martin peered to see if there was anyone with the car, it seemed unoccupied, cursing he selected reverse just as his door was flung open."Mr Stein, we meet again." Although all he could see was a silhouette, Martin recognised the. A few minutes later two guys walked in. One was easily 6’5, 200 pounds and just looked ripped through his skin tight white v-neck shirt. The other, about 5’8 150 pounds, fit, but nowhere near the level of the bigger guy.They joined me at the booth. Bruce (the big guy) took a seat next to me and Lance sat across from us. Once we had some drinks in hand the conversation really got going. They were so easy to talk to and immediately I felt incredibly comfortable. By my second beer I was opening. ‘Holy shit Landon how the hell did you get those?’ ‘You don’t remember our bet before the wedding?’ ‘What fucking bet Landon?’ Lynne turns her back and searches for a hair tie, when she finds it she finishes with her hair and then walks into her bedroom knowing that Landon will follow he never passes up the chance of seeing a woman naked, even if it is her. ‘So do you need me to refresh your memory?’ ‘Landon I don’t remember any bet that we fucking made before or after Nikki’s and Brandon’s.