I redid the fly on my shorts as Jess stood up from her knees in front of the couch.

"I was just dying to taste you," she said after she swallowed my load.

"You can do that anytime, love," I told her.

It was almost seven. Nicole, escorted by Alix, would arrive for dinner any minute. It had been a long day. I was feeling lazy, so we ordered pizza. Jess walked over to the bar and poured two glasses of wine for us, but then she stopped and inhaled two lines of cocaine.

She brought me a glass and said, "I was going to try to skip today, but...