A part of Amy may have screamed to stop but that would have been the part of her that feared facing her friends in the morning. She no longer had that concern with an airplane waiting to take her away from all of this, not that she had any desire left inside her to leave. She turned her head and allowed the second man to claim her mouth, pushing his tongue past her lips and tasting her, leaving her as open and vulnerable above as she was below.

I am a slut right now, she thought, and as dirty as that made her feel, she’d never been more alive and...