Kat was on her knees cutting lines. She told me, "Babe, why don't you lose the robe? Caitlyn, come on. Get comfortable. We're all friends here."

Caitlyn took off her sweater, then sat down to remove her chunky waitress heels.

"Here, sweetie," Kat said, handing Caitlyn the straw. "You need a wakeup call."

Caitlyn smiled. She gladly took the straw, pulled her long blonde hair to one side, and easily snorted up two lines. She licked her finger and greedily rubbed the remnants on her gums.

"Fuck, I needed this so bad," she said and threw her head back, into Kat's waiting lap. Kat stroked her hair and gave her...