Chapter 78

From that moment, the party took the most remarkable turn. There wasn’t any more sex that night for me. We were floating on the cloud of molly, and I was astonished at the drug’s ability to stoked an intense desire while also making us feel perfectly content just to touch. It was as if casual, sensual touches were the most satisfying thing in the world. It blew my mind to feel utterly convinced that I could detect the faintest, most subtle differences in the girls’ skin. Rita’s was smooth, taut, athletic. Kat’s was also smooth and athletic, but had a slight extra oily feel to it. Jess was soft, seemingly with a pillow-like quality. Katie’s was tight and pulsing, as if I could feel the energy emanating from it. Nikki’s felt like lotion, Julie’s like the fleshy representation of porcelain.

The next thing I knew, the sun was coming up, and we were still in this blissful state of touch. It was humbling, confusing, and delightful all at the same time. The bulk of the night had been