"Good boy," she said and stroked my cheek. I had never dreamed of Jess playing such a power game with me. It was an incredible turn on.

"Let's get some blow," I said. "I'm so fucking turned on and just want to ream your slutty fucking holes all night." I felt delirious, disoriented from her assertiveness and insistence on a new world order.

Jess fumbled for the shorts she had been wearing until we started fucking and produced the coke bullet from one of her pockets.

"Here," she said and handed it to me. I did two bumps in each nostril. "Four lines a day? I decided bumps don't count....