The couples ate during twilight, draining two more bottles of Champagne as they went, and spirits were high. When it came time for dessert, spirits got even higher because Peter brought out a tray of cocaine. It was a jaw-dropping amount of beautiful, immaculately white powder.

"We've got another bag with at least this much in it, so help yourselves, girls!" Peter bellowed before hoovering up huge lines.

He passed the straw to Kat, who felt Stephen's hands run up the insides of her thighs as she bent over to snort two lines.

"Fuck, coke just seems so much better out here," she said with satisfaction as she stood up....