“So you’re doing this for kicks? Wow, that’s really hot. I wish I had your guts. How old are you anyway?”
“I will be fifteen this March,” I said.
“Really? I would’ve guessed you were younger. Maybe fourteen.”
“I look young for my age .”
“Oh, I believe you. God, you’re beyond cute, though. You’re definitely rocking that tight, nubile body and girl-next-door face. You must drive the boys in this town wild.”
“Not really,” I said, blushing to hear her talking about me this way. Though there were images in my eyes of Steve and Ken touching my naked body today afternoon.
“Well, they’re crazy then. Or gay.” She patted the bench next to her motioning for me to sit down. “I won’t bite,” she said.
My eyes had adjusted to the light now and as I sat down I could see the girl was beautiful. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and she was wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top that showed off a perfect figure. I thought she might be the prettiest girl I’d ever seen, at least in person. She reached her hand out and introduced herself. “My name’s Terry,” she said and I took her hand.
“Erica.”
“Hello, lovely naked Erica, I’m pleased to meet you. You’re definitely the highlight of my trip so far.” She held the marijuana cigarette up and motioned for me to take it. I put it to my lips and inhaled and immediately broke out into a coughing fit. Terry laughed and began rubbing my shoulders. “Take it easy girl. Was that your first time?”
“Mmmm yeah,” I choked.
“Try it again, but take a smaller hit.” I did as she said and this time I was able to hold it in for a few seconds before exhaling. Almost immediately I began to relax.
“Good girl,” she said and took it back, taking a much larger hit herself. “Thank God for weed. It’s the only thing that’s helped me survive this family vacation.
“Do your parents know you’re out smoking pot at night?” I asked.
“They know but they don’t know, if you know what I mean. It’s kind of a don’t ask, don’t tell situation. Do your parents know you’re out streaking at night?”
“Oh, God no. My mom suspects that something’s going on, though. She thinks I’m having sex.”
“Are you?”
“No. I don’t even have a boyfriend.”
Terry turned and looked at me wide-eyed. “Are you a virgin?” I nodded sheepishly. “So you’re out strutting your naked virgin body around town? Oh God, that makes this doubly hot,” she laughed. I was beginning to feel good now and started giggling. Wow, I’m starting to get high.
We talked for a while as we continued passing the joint back and forth. She was starting college in a few weeks and her parents had wanted to spend a long camping trip together before she left home. I told her about how I was in this town for moms renovation work and all of my exploits over the few days and Terry just kept shaking her head and laughing. “Well, I guess we both have something in common, Erica. We both have to sneak out of our tent in the middle of the night to feed our addiction.”
I guess it was a combination of the pot, being naked in a public place, and Terry’s friendly presence but I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt this good. “So how do you like this little town?” I asked her.