My heart was racing as I turned into the dark narrow alley. The jittery feeling you get when you are all set to succumb to the world of illicitness and deceit.

What if I am being watched?

What if the cops get to me?

Will I get arrested and thrown into the dungeon, never to see the light of the day?!

A hundred questions lingered in my mind.

This is after all a State where you get to buy yummy Marijuana cupcakes in gas stations. Maybe I could defend myself to the judge. My ...