"I'm surprised I feel so refreshed," I said the next morning, as Jess and I ate breakfast on the balcony. It was fresh fruit, croissants, and strong coffee. We were sharing a morning joint, too.

"It's the xanax, sinus rinse, and benadryl," she said. "They let you recover."

"The bed wasn't half bad, either," I said. The clear water shone beneath the morning sun.

"Neither was that middle-of-the-night creampie," Jess said and grinned. She took a large hit of the weed and held it.

"It's not my fault you were still so wet," I said playfully. "I couldn't let a soaked cunt go to waste."

She slowly blew the acrid...