takes a long, looooong drag and then offers it to me.
“No, thanks,” I say, waving my hands. “Pot just makes me sleepy.”
“Not this shit.” He laughs. “This shit’s gonna give you the best sex of your life.” He offers it to me again.
“It’s just pot? Not laced with anything?”
“Yeah. Just weed—the good stuff. It’s gonna make you feel good, OAP. You’re gonna come up with three more letters for yourself after you smoke this shit.”
I take it from him and inhale deeply on the joint.
“Deeper,” Will says. “A good long inhale, as deep as you can, and hold it in your lungs.”
I take another hit, as deeply as I can manage, but immediately start coughing. This is my second time smoking pot—the first being at a party in college with Kat—and I’m obviously not good at it.
“No, no. Take your time. Hold the smoke in your lungs for three long seconds,” Will says. “Not in your throat—in your lungs. One more try. Really deep, and hold it there for a count of three.”
I follow orders and oh my God. My body’s reaction is literally instantaneous. “Holy crappola,” I say, blowing out the smoke. “I feel like I just got wrapped in a giant Snuggie.” I laugh.
“Just wait ’til tonight when your magical fuck wizard starts going down on you. You think you’re Orgasma the All-Powerful now?” He laughs. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.”
I can’t even reply. Whoa. I feel amazing. Like I’m filled with helium. Well, and hormones. Whoa. Fucky-fucky fuck me.
“Take another hit,” Will coaxes, and I do.
“Whoa,” I say. And then I take one more hit for good measure.
“You feeling good?”
I nod.
“Hey, Chakrii,” Will says to one of the Thai boys. “You got anymore of that Ex from the other night?”
The Thai boy nods. “Yeah.”
“Give a couple tablets to OAP here, would you?”
Chakrii reaches into his pocket, pulls out a baggie full of little white pills, fishes out two of them, and hands them to Will.
“You and your husband ever fucked on Ecstasy?” Will asks me, holding out his palm to display two white pills.
I shake my head. Wow, the pot is hitting me hard. I want to curl up with Jonas and lick him from head to toe. “I’ve never done any drugs at all, except for smoking pot once in college,” I say. “And all I did after that was sleep.” Oh, jeez. My brain is slowing down and warping. I suddenly feel so relaxed. “Teach me how to dougie,” I say, seemingly out of nowhere—but it’s not out of nowhere, actually, because I’m rhyming with “Snuggie.” Duh.
“You’re not gonna believe how good sex feels when you combine this strain of weed with Ecstasy.” He grabs my hand and gently lays the two white pills in my palm, like he’s giving me a baby chick. “This is my gift to you and your husband for tonight. Enjoy it, Orgasma.”
I push the pills back at him. “I don’t want to die.”
Will laughs. “You won’t die. This isn’t a fucking after-school special. This is pure MDMA. I used it just the other night. Awesome stuff. Just have fun.”
My brain has slowed to the capacity of a Chihuahua. “I don’t want to die in Thailand, Will.”
“Sarah, you’re not gonna die. When Ecstasy is pure, not laced with any other shit, it’s completely safe. All this is gonna do to you is give you the orgasm of your life. A night of pure ecstasy.” He smiles. “Your husband’s gonna thank me.”
“Jonas already gives me pure ecstasy. The culmination of human possibility.” That last part sounded funny when it came out of my mouth. “Human possibility,” I say again, just because it’s such a funny combination of syllables. “Hyoomuhn. Poss. I. Billy. Billy. Bill. Ah-tee.”
Will shakes his head. “Your husband gave you your first orgasm so you don’t know there’s another level beyond him. But, trust me, there is—and this is gonna take you there.” He winks. “My gift to you both.”
“Hyoo-muhn poss-i-billy. Billy-uh-tee,” I say. “Ah-tee.”
He laughs. “You’re welcome.”
Chapter 19
Sarah
“Awesome show, Will.” It’s Reed, hugging Will and patting him heartily on the back. “Dude, the crowd went apeshit. We definitely have to do this again at my club in Vegas next month.” Reed turns to me. “You’ll have to come out to my club in Vegas for a repeat performance, OAP Cruz.” He throws his head back and laughs. “Fucking awesome.”
I don’t reply. I’m too busy staring at Reed’s hair and thinking, “That looks soft.”
Reed hugs and high-fives each member