Trust And Meet My Parent

"Hey, Sar. What's up with you? You haven't been sniffing those herbs again have you?" I teased. This was a running joke, Sarah had bought some 'herbs' from a friend of hers and lit them in her room to cleanse her aura or something. It had ended up being weed and she got high, running down her street half n**ed whist calling everyone on her cell to come and see the parade. She never lived it down.

"Ha ha! No, I've just spoke to Ashley who said that the pot for Liam's ass is now up to $1860! Can you believe that? So, I'm going to give it a shot when he comes out of practice," she said, bouncing on the spot and looking around for them.

I almost choked. $1860. Was that a joke? Holy crap! That means over ninety girls are going to be begging my boyfriend for sex, offering it to him on a plate and I'm scared to let him touch me. Maybe this isn't going to be as fun as I first thought.