My friends and I went to the town for a bachelorette party.
We spent the whole weekend on the strip.
We went from a single club to the next. We partied, drank, and gambled until the sunlight came up. We went to numerous unusual strip clubs. We also went to a recreational marijuana shop. Marijuana products are not available in the area where we live and they sounded enjoy a fun way to spend our night. My husbandys and I went to the dispensary that was the closest to our hotel and resort, and the town had about a dozen unusual dispensaries within walking distance, but we picked this a single because of the closeness to the hotel. That’s a single thing that makes the story so random and strange. While we were waiting in line to go into the dispensary, a security guard checked our ID. I swear I thought I knew the security guard. He looked very familiar, but our friends thought I was crazy. When the guy checked our ID, he immediately recognized our name and face. It was the guy I dated in private school numerous years ago. He hugged myself and others very strenuous and tight and told myself and others to call him later that night when he was done working at the pot shop. He took our friends and I to a cool after hours club. We danced all night long and we laughed a lot. I didn’t want to leave in the day, but I had a flight to catch at the airport. We exchanged emails and iphone numbers, but it was very just a a single time thing.
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