“Bottoms up, girls!” Daria said, pushing a glass across the table to each of the girls. They all grabbed one and held it up. Daria said, “To Tyler, may her marriage be long and hard, hopefully like her fiancé’s cock…”

They all joined in a chorus of ‘To Tyler’ and chugged the alcohol. Tyler brought out a cellophane wrapper with what looked like pieces of chocolate fudge. “I’ve got something that James brought back from his last trip to Vegas.”

“Fudge?” Daria said, confused.

“No, silly, edibles.” Tyler admonished. She popped one in her mouth, swallowed, and then took a big gulp of her wine. “Now, only one square apiece…...