Chapter 23
The summer storm vanished, replaced by a clear night sky. The pool was jammed with nude bodies, and both floors of the house vibrated with the island’s elite and debauched. Neal who’d seen all the booze and pretty boy ass he could take, proposed an escape. Annie led the group out of the house. As they hit the boardwalk, Neal caught whiffs of scotch as Dewalt nuzzled his neck. Malice and Denny, both drunk, were arguing about the legacy of Coco Chanel. Annie and Laird walked down the plank path streaming a roll of toilet paper like a feathery banner in the wind. As they neared the Sip & Twirl disco, the young couple darted off alone to the beach before they reached the ferry dock. Neal wondered if this was Annie’s moment. First s*x on a summer night by the ocean would make for a
