I suck down the last of my wine and put my glass on the bar. “Okay, let’s do this.”

“Are you sure?” Alma asks.

“Absofuckinglutely,” I reply, shoring up my resolve. “But you can’t watch me. That would just be too weird.”

“You can watch me,” she says with a grin.

“Even weirder,” I quip and loop my arm through hers.

I let my best friend, Alma, talk me into spending five hundred dollars of money I have no right to spend on a sex club. But the money has been paid, I’ve had a few glasses of wine, and I need to prove to myself that I am adventurous...