Chapter 223: MANDY

"Where's my phone?" That bitch Liz took my phone. But's that okay, I have all that stuff stored in my head anyway. I moved my leg and felt the warm body next to me. Squinting my eyes open, I looked around the darkened room but could make out nothing.

There were bodies all over the floor, the couch, the chairs, everywhere. Where am I? I put my hand to my head as I sat up. "Ouch!"

"Hey baby, where're you going? The party's not over yet."

I opened my mouth to ask him who he was, but someone else held my breasts from behind and I got distracted. My head wasn't exactly spinning, but I was definitely on a different kind of high than I'm used to.

I've been doing lines since I was about fourteen, and had never felt this completely out of it. Before I could object, not that I really wanted to, I felt myself being laid back down again.

Pretty soon there were hands everywhere and I forgot everything but the feelings coursing through me. How much coke did I do anyway? It didn't matter.