Chapter 288

As she worked, I relayed an abbreviated version of my college tale of falling in love with watching girls do lines.

"Believe it or not," Kayla said as she prepared to address the first line, "I didn’t do coke when I was a stripper. I got into it when I started porn. It was everywhere. I don’t think I’ve ever been on a set where it wasn’t a blizzard. I’m a pretty easy-going chick, so I was like, sure, I’ll try that." She paused just long enough to snort one large line, then continued. "But I guess what’s weird about me is that I just consider cocaine part of work. It’s just omnipresent, and I basically treat it like coffee."

I laughed and mentioned how, during their television days, Kat and Rita essentially treated coke the same way. Kayla kept her head buried in the snow, taking a second line but not passing the mirror.

"Well, I’ve got you both beat," Ginger said playfully. "I went to prep school. And when you get a bunc