I considered it. Even if they weren't legally allowed to drink in the States yet, I wasn't naive enough to think they had never touched alcohol. And we were on a trip of a lifetime....

"Okay, sure. The girls can have some piña coladas. Or whatever else they'd like."

The girls exclaimed happily, ordering their alcohol a little too comfortably for my liking. Once he'd taken our orders, the worker excused himself and left us alone.

For the next several minutes, we all enjoyed the beach in our own ways. I read, while the girls lounged in the sun, talking about whatever eighteen-year-old girls talk about. Still, as superficial as...