"God, I needed that," I said, panting as I staggered back from the bar.

Jess and Kat each snorted more lines. It was going to be an intense night, I concluded. I looked at my watch again. It was already 4:30. Kat shot me a glance.

"Shit, we need to get ready," she said. "Let's get changed."

"We're wearing clothes?" I said in mock surprise.

"Occasionally, we have to," Kat said with a laugh.

We each took quick turns in the shower. I put on my usual Vegas uniform of jeans, a button down, and a jacket, with comfortable Italian leather shoes. The girls wore slutty clubbing dresses. It was...