Sees Jessica

John's eyes lit up with excitement as he watched Jessica. She was tall and slim, with long blonde hair that cascaded down her back. She was dressed in a tight-fitting tank top and short shorts, her legs long and toned. She looked like the perfect target for their new venture.

John turned to Camila, his voice low and urgent. "Tell me more about her. I don't recognize her from school," he said, his eyes fixed intently on Jessica as she lit a cigarette and took a long drag.

Camila followed his gaze, a sly smile spreading across her face. "Yeah, she's a bit of a rebel. She used to go to private Catholic school, smart kid, but she got kicked out of school last year for getting caught with weed in her locker. Now she just parties and hangs out with her friends all day," Camila explained, her voice dripping with excitement.

John's eyes narrowed as he watched Jessica take another drag of her cigarette, her eyes scanning the surrounding area with a general sense of boredom.

John reached into the glove compartment of his car and pulled out a small bag of weed. He glanced over at Camila, a sly smile spreading across his face. "I think it's time we introduce ourselves to Jessica," he said, his voice low.

Camila nodded in agreement, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She watched as John rolled a joint, his movements fluid and calculated. Once he was finished, he handed it to Camila and she took a long drag, the smoke filling her lungs as she exhaled slowly.

John got out of the car and walked over to Jessica, who was still standing alone in the corner of the park.

John sat down on a bench a few feet away from Jessica, his eyes locked on her as he lit up the joint and took a long drag. He could feel her eyes on him, but he didn't look up. He just kept smoking, his movements relaxed and confident. He knew that the smell of the weed would eventually draw her in.

After a few minutes, Jessica finally approached him. She sat down next to him, her eyes curious as she looked him up and down. "Hey," she said.

John turned to her, a sly smile spreading across his face. "Hey," he said. "I'm John.

Jessica's eyes followed the smoke as it curled up into the air, her curiosity piqued. "Can I get a hit?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

John's eyes met hers, his sly smile growing wider. "Sure thing," he said, handing her the joint.

Jessica took a long drag, her eyes closing as she exhaled slowly. "Thanks," she said, her voice low.

John's eyes lingered on her for a moment, taking in her beauty.

As Jessica exhaled the smoke, John's eyes were drawn to her full, plump lips, which curled into a subtle smile as she handed the joint back to him. Her bright blue eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, and her long, golden hair cascaded down her back like a river of sunshine. John's gaze lingered on her toned, sun-kissed legs, which seemed to go on forever, and the way her short shorts hugged her curves in all the right places.