Not to be out done, I also took one more hit. I held my breath a long time it seemed to me. This time I let the smoke out slowly. For five or six seconds I blew smoke into the room.
“I believe I am feeling the effects now,” Angelica said. “The world seems better and at peace.” She was quiet for a moment before adding, “I want to hear some music.”
“No problem,” I said while opening a drawer crammed with CDs. “Who do you want to hear?”
“It’s a classical. Bolero by Ravel.”
“Oh, yeah, that’s a goodie.” I put the CD into the player and set it on repeat so it would play over and over until I made it stop. I turned back to my older sister. “I’m feeling good. We made a smart investment.”
“That we did, Sis. That we did.”
We leaned back in our chairs and listened to the music for a few moments. Then I stood up and took a three step journey to my bed to lie down. Less than a minute later Angelica was with me. There is nothing unusual about this. For all our lives we have laid in bed together to talk.
“Can you believe Dad,” she said to me. “He really wants us to wait around until we are close to thirty before we can have sex, and then only with the one guy we call husband. Now don’t get me wrong, I believe in the sanctity of marriage, but waiting another ten to twelve years? Hell, I’ll be a dried up prune by then.”
“I so agree. Do you realize we are eighteen and have been so monitored and controlled that we have never even kissed a guy? There are girls in our school that kissed by the time they were eleven. There are many of them that have done a lot more than kiss.”
“It’s not fair.”
We were both silent for a time, listening to Bolero pick up in number of instruments and volume. I was feeling good. The weed was taking effect and I was really high.
I came to a decision. Angelica and I always thought along the same lines. I prayed that was true with what I was about to suggest. Only the fact I was high loosened up my inhibitions enough for me to say this. Gathering my courage I said, “Lets you and me kiss.”
“Really?”
“Either that or wait ten years until we get husbands.”
“Do we know how?”
“We figured out how to use a bong. We can figure out how to kiss. We’ve seen enough of it on TV.”
She caressed my cheek and said, “I have wanted to do this for a long time.”
Our faces drew closer together and soon our lips touched. I opened my mouth and felt Angelica’s tongue reach into me. Her tongue found mine and they began caressing each other. Each of us explored the other’s mouth. I ran my tongue over the roof of her mouth. She tasted like fresh mint. I touched each of her teeth and licked the insides of her cheeks. I relaxed and enjoyed the feel of Angelica doing the same thing to me. We kissed several more minutes, trying to make up for lost time.
I whispered into my sister’s ear, “Angelica, would you squeeze my breasts?”
Together we sat up. I was still as she unbuttoned my blouse. I let her pull it off me and then felt her hands reach behind me to unsnap my bra. The bra fell to the ground. Both her hands wrapped around my breasts. For a time she massaged my tits and tweaked my nipples. Soon she moved her mouth to a nipple and began to suck and lick me. Her tongue had felt good in my mouth, but here it was magnificent. She explored my breasts as eagerly and thoroughly as she had my mouth. I held her body against me as she licked my nipples and squeezed me.