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This past year has been one to remember for me. My family and I went through a tough time, and once we got through it, something wild and crazy happened. It all began last summer when my parents had some problems with the tenants that lived above me. My parents own two multifamily homes, and while they live in one, I live in the other with my husband and son. There's two apartments above us, and while the girl who lives on the third floor is a complete sweetheart, the tenants on the second floor, who used to be our friends, became monsters.

It was a rainy Sunday afternoon, and my father had stopped over to check on the house, and make sure everything was in order. As he walked through the hall, he made sure all the windows were closed, and checked that everyone's doors were locked, especially the second floor, because they had the tendency to leave everything unlocked all the time, and it was a bit of a safety issue, especially if anyone broke into the apartment. When he jiggled the door handle to see if it was locked, he didn't realize they were home, and this whole big thing broke out. My father, and the male tenant, who was my husband's best man at one point, got into it, and that day we lost all respect for him.

He was screaming at my father, and at one point even shoved him. It was something that we never expected, as we had treated them like family. The cops were called, and eventually there was a court date. The court process took a bit, and it really wore all of us out. In the end, they ended up being evicted, and once they were gone, we had to do some work in the apartment, because they had left it a mess.

It took a couple of months, but after doing some research, and background checks, we found a new couple to rent the apartment. They were a bit older, and very friendly, and had one son, who was currently attending college.

They moved in, and after getting everything settled, things seemed to be back to normal. They were very quiet, and very friendly, which was a very nice change of pace, considering what we had just gone through with our so-called friends. I would see their son, whose name was Anthony, on a regular basis, as he would leave for class every morning, when I was outside with my son waiting for the school bus. He was super friendly towards me, and I really couldn't figure out why. I was probably 20 years older than him, which in the college world, was probably considered an old lady lol. It was kind of strange, because I did pick up some flirting from him occasionally, and wasn't sure why he would flirt with me. Over the years, I had put on some weight, and didn't consider myself to be good looking, or someone to flirt with. Although, the attention wasn't so bad, because I didn't get many compliments these days. We got along great, and from time to time, he had even asked me for advice because I worked in the local school system, and he was busting his ass to keep his grades in check.

Several months after they moved in, I was puttering around the house, when I smelled a familiar smell coming from the back hallway. I went to look, figuring I would either find a skunk or someone smoking in the driveway. As I walked out of my back door, I heard a noise and looked up the stairway. I saw Anthony, standing by the back hallway window, and realized he was smoking a joint. Anthony looked at me and quickly began apologizing, but I cut him off and started laughing at him. He gave me a puzzled look, and I told him that there was no need to apologize. He asked me if I was serious, and I told him I was, because I, had smoked a few times in the past several years, so I didn't mind it. At first, he thought I was playing with him, but when I told him that sharing was caring, he realized that I wasn't. He reached down and handed me his joint, and I took a couple hits from it, before handing it back to him and thanking him. He couldn't believe his luck, as I turned to go back into my apartment and told him to just be careful while he smoked.

Over the next couple of weeks, I would join him whenever he smoked. Like I said, I had smoked several times before and enjoyed it. As a matter of fact, the first time I smoked weed, was with my husband's best friend, and that night ended up with me naked, fucking both my husband and his friend, but that's a story for another time.

As time went by, Anthony and I would smoke together, at least once a week. During that time, we got pretty close, and I noticed that he continued to flirt with me. I enjoyed having such a young guy hitting

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