CHAPTER 128

"Watching pretty girls do lines is my favorite thing," I said. I gathered our paraphernalia and put it on the coffee table. The curtains were open, revealing the panoramic view of the Strip.

"The view is insane," Caitlyn said.

Kat was on her knees cutting lines. She told me, "Babe, why don't you lose the robe? Caitlyn, come on. Get comfortable. We're all friends here."

Caitlyn took off her sweater, then sat down to remove her chunky waitress heels.

"Here, sweetie," Kat said, handing Caitlyn the straw. "You need a wakeup call."

Caitlyn smiled. She gladly took the straw, pulled her long blonde hair to one side, and easily snorted up two lines. She licked her finger and greedily rubbed the remnants on her gums.

"Fuck, I needed this so bad," she said and threw her head back, into Kat's waiting lap. Kat stroked her hair and gave her a brief, lip-grazing kiss.

"Stand up," she told her. Caitlyn obeyed. Kat stood and unzipped the back of Caitlyn's dress. Her black thong and strapless bra were