Two young women, their freshman year of college best friends, celebrated '420' together. The air was thick with anticipation and lust. As they sat on the comfy couch, sharing a joint, their hands inadvertently brushed against each other. It was an electric connection that neither could ignore. Their eyes locked, and without saying a word, they leaned in for a slow, passionate kiss. The kiss deepened, and their hands began to wander. One girl's hand found its way to the other's plump bottom, squeezing gently before slipping under her short skirt. The other girl moaned softly into the kiss, her own fingers twining in her friend's long hair. As they broke apart for air, they exchanged longing glances. The tension was palpable. "Do you want me to go first?" one girl whispered, her voice shaking with anticipation.
