An afternoon in the cells
His eyes where bloodshot and he smelled strongly of cannabis. he looked the wolf over and decided to start the conversation as it seemed the wolf wouldn't. "i'm david, what they get you for?" he asked the wolf.
Love's Begining
This is really my first try at a gay romance story, please be blunt.
Nightmare on Jefferson ch.7
There were rows beyond rows of marijuana plants. so many different types. "you like it?" "i don't know what to say. this is a lot of weed." "want to try?" "i...i guess." "great come out back." jake grabbed a pipe, already packed.
More Than A Monster: Chapters Twenty-Three and Twenty-Four
Beneath the sparkling surface several long green fronds of water weed undulated back and forth like the tail of an impatient dragon.
When Howard Met Nova
It was an over priced joint, with over priced liquor and filled to the gills with over stuffed bureaucrats.
The Leaves of Fall Act 1: Co-Conspirators (Part 3)
The weed seems to have done its job \>"get in thumper, we're going home."
Adipose City: Orchard Care
Loaded with empty containers, the harvester was quickly reactivated and defiantly chugged to life, resuming its singular function with a whirl of blades and the dull groan of grinders turning weed into mush.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 170
Bending the arm in this position would only be going _with_ the joint, and wouldn't accomplish anything. twist it back! she screamed at herself. you have to twist it back! now!
Dancing with Anxiety - Preview
The skunk set the joint down. "i'd personally rather smell like weed than spray. yay anxiety and panic attacks," he cheered sarcastically. "hey, you're simply taking care of yourself. medication is important.
The Unicorn Boys Part One
Fievel went into the living room where will was lighting a joint. "can i have one?" the five-year-old asked. "in a few years," will said as he began puffing at his joint.
A Home Away From Home - Chapter 2: The Journey Begins
Jack lit a cigarette, and then a joint he had rolled for the drive before going to bed the night before.
Army of Shadows: Chapter 6
A rather large weed had gotten it's tendrils around one of my azaleas, which was now wilting. i reached out my hands and grabbed them, the weed in my right hand, the azalea in my left.