"Whatever." Pauline quipped, seeming to confirm her called-out tendency to be judgmental.

"Oh, so they'll be doing their own thing? Hmmm, that sounds spicy. I like it." Margot added, already dressed from head-to-toe in a skin-tight leather cat suit. As much as I hated to say it, she looked drop-dead gorgeous with her hair elaborately curled down the length of her slim back.

After internally rolling my eyes at her overtly seductive appeal, I continued to sift through my suitcase for something that was remotely appealing. However, following several prolonged minutes of being undecided on what to wear, I eventually chose to accept Coco's last-minute offer to borrow one of her outfits. 

My relief was short lived the moment I slipped on the flimsy garment because I soon realized just how much of my body had been exposed. The scanty material had consisted of nothing more than a netted, mesh fabric, which completely divulged the pair of black lace panties and star-shaped pasties I wore underneath.

"Oooh, Sasha you look sexy as hell. But, I think to really spice things up, you should take one of these." Coco whispered as she admired my ensemble, then proceeded to hand me two white pills over the bathroom counter.

"Wait, what're these? You do know I don't do drugs, right?" I immediately returned, a bit shocked that she'd so casually offered me something presumably illegal quite literally over the counter. 

"Of course I know that. Besides, they're not hardcore drugs, per se. They're just something to help take the edge off. See?" She clarified, then proceeded to pop two of the pills into her own mouth.

I stared indecisively at her for a while longer before quickly snatching the remaining pills in her extended arm. Throwing caution to the wind, I carelessly shoved them into my mouth before I could think myself out of the act. After harshly swallowing the sour tablets, I felt an almost instant surge of euphoria placate my body before the rush eventually subsided.

"Wait, what exactly do they do?" I asked, now worried about what I'd gotten myself into.

"Don't worry, you'll see." She cooly remarked, flashing me a wink while rising from her seat to put on her heels.

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Upon reaching our mystery destination, we exited our carpooled van while simultaneously earning the probing attention of the locals. The outside air felt a bit cool against my bare skin, but it was soon followed by a refreshing tropical touch. The skyline above us was a painted a remarkable pinkish-orange gradient, indicating that the sun was just beginning to set despite it being around 8pm. A bit further off in the distance, I could even make out the clashing waves of the west Atlantic Ocean.

As I glanced around the secluded street, I tried to remain optimistic about the trajectory of the night. But, from the obscene way we were dressed versus the monotonous district where the van had dropped us off, something about the situation didn't add up. 

The street, at face value, looked like any other industrial block. It didn't seem like the type of place where young adults dressed like us went to have fun. Where the heck did Isabella have us going and was she sure we were in the right place?

Once all of the girls had eventually exited out of the van, Isabella made a move to walk towards the front of the group while excitedly clasping her hands together. When she eventually stood at the fore of us, she released a nervous laugh.

"Okay, girls! It's time to finally reveal where we're going." She confidently declared, pointing her head in the direction of a rather lackluster building that was just a few meters up ahead.

"Wait, this is what you had in mind?" Margot asked, her expression hinting that she wasn't the least bit impressed by our current surroundings. For once, we actually agreed on something.

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