<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/GbyyxR0.jpg)</div><strong>NAME</strong>:Megan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268436.msg13236818#msg13236818)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Bordeaux summer dress, high heeled sandals<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday, June 9th<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Henderson Farm<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Yep, definitely sssssmoken<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Marco, Gwynn, Jeremiah, Damian, Miriam, Tommy and co.<br/><br/><hr/>Marco’s compliments earned him another wide smile from her and she welcomed the peck on her neck with a hum of approval. It felt really good to sit in his lap and have those large arms wrapped around her. It wasn't her turn to smoke yet when Tommy joined them, coming from the cornfield with a girl Megan didn't know. But one gaze at 'Punk' Rodriguez was enough for the lnstagram model to know that she liked her. 'Punk' had the looks and the attitude of a strong, confident woman and 'girl power' written all over her.<br/><br/>After praising Damian's actions back at the Caulton's, Tommy knelt in front of Gwynn, forcing Megan's eyes to roll as she caught his words. Why did he have to interrupt the sweet flow going on between two of her most cherished friends? It wasn't the first time that Tommy made googly eyes at Gwynn and for some reason this irked her. Next up he came to greet Marco and she simply narrowed her eyes when he said 'Hi', seemingly surprised to see the two of them together. Yet all her animosity was dispersed when he introduced the girl he was with and at seeing how familiarly 'Punk' sat glued to his large back as the two closed the group's circle.<br/>"Welcome to the Stoners, one big happy family. I’m Megan. This here is Marco. The two love-birds over there are Jeremiah and Miriam. The other two:Damian and Gwynn." She said pointing at each in turn, apparently Tommy forgot his manners back at the Caulton’s.<br/><br/>She watched the faces of everyone gathered around. This was exactly what she was hoping for her graduation night, minus the getting high part. An intimate and cozy gathering, away from the spotlights. Speaking of which, it would've been nice if Curtis joined them, but she left him flirting with one of the seniors back on the dance floor. This was his night too after all and knowing him, he’d probably get lucky. Very lucky.<br/><br/>People started coughing , singing and laughing, not necessarily in that order and it made her wonder if the joint had helped ease up the conversation. It’s not like they ever needed something like that in their social happy circle, but maybe this had potential of getting wild really fast. Who knew? It was certainly a first for her and she was sure that many other new things might be happening this summer. Like going to New York to Gwynn and actually getting enough time to visit the city. Last time it was all on the run to sign a contract with one of the agencies, proving a dud at the end because they’d force her to move and drop out of high school. Modelling was great, but she didn’t want to be “that pretty girl who hasn’t even finished school.” She won’t be young forever, as much as she would like to and with 12 to 14 year girls now owning the catwalks, long-term career perspectives were dire.<br/><br/>All serious thoughts dispersed when Marco gave her the blunt and whispered in her ear. She exhaled for a long moment before inhaling whatever it was mixed in there, wrapping her luscious lips around it. Something girl scout cookies and cherry pie? It didn’t take the names by its flavor, that was certain, although it had a pleasant earthy aroma. She tried to hold it in as long as possible, as Marco suggested, but yeah she felt it will definitely...<em> kaff! kaff!</em>She coughed twice, passing the blunt quickly back to him.  Was she supposed to feel something yet? She was naturally uplifted and relaxed then, but perhaps a little more euphoric than usual. Slowly the strain would add a nice rosy tint to their whole gathering.<br/><br/>Megan simply wrapped her arm around his neck and gently lowered his head while she lifted hers so that their lips could meet and kissed him. It was a slow, deep one.<br/>“I like kissing you too.” She said once it was over. “I might like that shotgun, as long as I don’t cough the kiss out.”<br/>