What the F*** you’re here to party, you continue dancing accepting the gift

You catch the little pill with your tongue and send it back down your throat. The stuff must be really good as the effects don’t take long to kick in.

The world around you seems to stop; every bit of information received by every inch of your skin arrives unaltered to your expanded conscience.Your vision, your smell, your taste, all your senses are saturated with signals. The air feels both thick and clear, the world is paused; it’s as if you’re on the top of a roller coaster just before the great fall.

Caroline crystal laugh explodes in your ear bringing you back to reality, the suspension of time is suspended and everything falls back into place. A new song, a new dance, a new face, a new world, a new you…

You’ve been dancing for a really long time, the crowd has scattered around the ship, you’ve probably slipped through a couple of concerts without noticing it but you don’t care. Debra and Nicole are nowhere to be seen and Caroline is pulling you outside the group of remaining dancers.

You follow her away from the music; she takes you down a flight of stairs, pulls you along a dark deck overlooking the Caribbean Sea. Eventually she stops. She leans against the railing. The hot wind of the tropical summer night blows in her red hair

“What a rush!” she says smiling.

“What a rush!” your reply.

She grabs your hand bringing you closer to her. Her face is just inches away from yours; you can feel her hot breath against your cheeks. Clandestinely she steals a kiss from you. You steal one back. Her lips part.Your tongue slides in the small crack, rubbing against hers. You bend over her firm body forcing her against the railing. The musky scent of her sweat fills your nostrills. You shiver deepening your kiss. Your hands start exploring her red hair. Her hands fall on your hips, she pulls you against her. Your mouth leaves her lips and you start kissing her neck, her shoulders, her cleavage. Her skin is salty; the muscles under it are tense.

She gasps and tries to push you back but you won’t let her go. Her collar bone under your lips is too tasty. She increases the pressure for you to let her go.

You open your eyes and look at her face. She’s staring at something behind you and she looks embarrassed. Realizing that there must be someone observing you, you turn around. In the darkness you distinguish a woman’s silhouette looking at you two. You stumble away from Caroline, falling backwards and landing on your ass.

The silhouette giggles and starts moving towards you. Leaving the thick darkness, you immediately recognize your sister. Debra walks to you offering you a hand. She has a teasing smile. You grab her hand and stand. Her fingers feel so cold. You shiver embarrassed. She giggles again.

“Don’t be such a bitch,” you tell her.

“I’m not sure who of the two of us is the bitchiest,” she answers “but I really doubt it’s me”.

She sensually walks to Caroline. She grabs her chin and sniffs her neck and lips.

“Your saliva smells so good, Sam, it’s amazing,” she continues casually.

She positions herself more or less where you were standing.

“Tell me Sam, you wouldn’t mind if I take this off your hands right?” She says before sealing Caroline lips with her own.

You stand shocked as your sister’s hand dives under Caroline’s skirt. The disgusting wet sound hits you when her fingers penetrate your roommate’s drenched snatch. You feel like you’re about to vomit.

Debra’s mouth moves down Caroline’s neck just like yours did just a few moments ago. And Caroline doesn’t seem to mind, she leans back moaning as Debra replaces you.

But then, something happens. Caroline’s eyes open wide looking absolutely shocked and she starts to scream trying to push Debra away. Debra tightens her grip ignoring Caroline’s protests.

“Let me go! Stop it! It hurts! Stop!” Caroline begs

Now Debra is moaning.