"Get the stuff, man. The girls gotta go," Greig, a tall wiry blond said, wiping his nose with the back of one hand.

Janet moved behind her girlfriend protectively, watching the way Jack moved. He seemed cocky, self-confident, even… yes, she had to admit it to herself, even sexy! In a moment he was back with a small plastic packet filled with marijuana.

"You girls wanna try it first?" he asked, holding the packet out.

"No."

"Sure, come on," Julie countered.

Jack had everybody sitting in a circle in spite of Janet's attempts to get her and Julie out of there as quickly as possible. Opening the packet and pulling some papers from his pocket, he rolled several wrinkled, hand-rolled cigarettes. Janet held her breath. She guessed it was good grass from the way the guys were smiling at Jack. There was the sound of a match striking, the familiar smell of burning marijuana. They were passing it around. Janet took only a little, handing the smoldering thing to Jack again. He took advantage of the moment to brush her palm with his fingers. The sensation was electric, thrillingly hot.

"Wow, this is good stuff, you know, Janet?"

Her friend was looking bleary-eyed. Janet didn't like this, didn't like it at all. She could feel the men closing in on them. Janet scooted back slowly toward the door. If Julie weren't going to get out of here, then she was going to leave. She had enough money for a cab.

"Hey, where you goin'?" Jack asked, handing the stub of the joint to Greig. He was starting to get up, stretching out one hand toward her.

Julie was swaying back and forth, mumbling something incoherent. Already Greig was making his move, rubbing her back with one hand while fondling her ass with the other hand.