"Condoms," Shawna giggled as I took the video camera from under the driver's side seat. "Better yet, we can flash him our titties later. Let's go."

"You brought a camera." Karen growled. "Are you nuts?"

"You don't have to do or say anything you'll be ashamed of later." I countered.

We piled in Phil's SUV and headed down to the first club. I was surprised when the bouncer let me in with the video camera. I learned later that he was a client of Phil. The little dweeb had some of the best pot in the city and it opened doors all over. In this case most of the clubs...