We gave Shelly a brief tour and then moved to the pool area. Shelly took the lead on rolling a fat joint, and her hands were deft at preparing a tight spliff. I went inside to get Champagne, and Kat followed me.

"John, I feel like such a slut," she said.

"Don't," I reassured her. "It's part of the game."

"I'm not sure how much I like this part of the game," she said.

"Really?" I asked.

"It was fun and a thrill," she said. "But." She paused. "I wanted you to be there."

"Did you get pics?" I asked. "No proof, no points!"

"Of course I did," she said....