Wine and marijuana Stories

Twenty-six-year-old Ellen stormed out of her boss’s office red-faced, feeling humiliated but unwilling to show it in front of the more senior employees around. She briskly went to her table, took her stuff, and, giving some generic excuse, left for home. It was only 3 pm. *** At the same time, Ethan was busy wrapping his hands round the delicate bare waist of the catlike Nicole, and breathing in the scent of her luscious...