baked and relaxed

The girls both shook their heads, making the crochet Jess and the bikini Meg. "Mom and Dad never figured out how to tell us apart. We had to decide which of us was Meg when we were 4." She pointed at her sister in the bikini as she pressed where he showed her, and pulled on it when she had the chance, coughing so hard she doubled up, holding her nose so that she didn't let the smoke escape and passed it over him to her sister. Meg seemed to have an easier time, only **** once and letting out a perfect smoke ring by accident.

"So..." Jess exhaled after a while, and smiled at the departing smoke. "Were we just going to lounge here or was there going to be swimming?" She curled up and made herself more comfortable against him, though, and Meg did the same after passing the vaporizer back to Jess. "Not that this isn't really nice..." The girls purred, the adulterated music still filtering through outdoor speakers, continuing to send the subliminal messages into the girl's brains, an effect which would likely get stronger as they got high.