On the large deck of Lady Kitty, Brummel and thirty other people in swimwear were grooving to the electronic dance music blaring from hidden speakers. It was moored to a private marina owned by a friend of Brummel's father. The boat was a birthday present from Baron Leonard Cassius, Brummel's father.
Lady Kitty was a super luxury motor yacht which was about twenty-four meters in length.
Its hull was expansive, and already, many couples had made their ways to the private rooms.
Brummel like almost everyone one on his yacht except for the crew, was drunk and high. He was currently grinding his groin against the butt of a woman in a very tiny two piece.
“Yeah!” Brummel shouted, “it doesn't get any better than this.”
He couldn't believe that Darin had wanted him to give up this party and
