The bleachers was our own personal ground that we had staked out since the beginning of the year before. She sold regularly to them and was their number one dealer, but someone who smoked grass all day wasn’t the most reliable person to remember things, so you needed Pavlovian conditioning to work on them. If I was going to crash and burn it would be as the Hindenburg and not as a moth and bug zapper. We cart wheeled, we twirled, I even did the splits and the school body went wild. Then she closed her mouth and swallowed, reopened her lips to show her destruction of evidence. Needless to say things got pretty raunchy after that, we stripped the tiny girl out of her clothes pretty fast and proceeded to gobble her up. “ I am not playing Dungeons and Dragons”, I whispered back. The Stoner Mobile was something you expected to see following the Grateful Dead around the country, peace signs up and down an old VW Van with tinted windows.
