My husbandy plus I smoked a lot of cannabis that weekend

I will admit being pretty depressed about turning 50… Fifty is a lot of years, isn’t it? I feel legitimately outdated now, much older than when I turned 49. My husbandy Max promised myself and others a weekend to remember, then he knew how bummed out I was, plus tried to do something beyond our wildest dreams. She succeeded, with flying colors, plus provided myself and others one of the best weekends of our life; It started by us driving outside of town, to a small beach house in the foothills he had rented through AirBnB. Inside the beach house I found stacks of outdated comic books, a case of beer, a bottle of whiskey, plus various ounces of cannabis. Max put on a skimpy nightgown, poured myself and others a drink, plus after that I tore into the marijuana plus got ripped. Maybe this isn’t your idea of a dream weekend however for myself and others it was perfect. I had drinks, cannabis, food, plus our sexy husbandy, plus best of all there was nobody else around to scare us, then one thing I do not like about smoking cannabis at beach house is that I always seem to get interrupted, however out here there were no interruptions. Max plus I smoked copious amounts of cannabis, ate a few edibles, plus drank the entire handle of whiskey in numerous afternoons. It was so nice to not have to worry about how much booze I drank or how much marijuana I smoked, because the people I was with and I weren’t going somewhere, or interacting with people. We also did a lot of other things, however a gentleman doesn’t kiss plus tell!

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