I was thrilled when the senior coworker from my part-time job invited me to a family restaurant, but she suddenly lined up a row of suspicious little bottles and launched into a spiritual MLM pitch. “This drug has a mysterious power that releases the desires you normally suppress,” she claimed. I coaxed her into drinking it first, saying I would buy the whole batch if she let me join her for drug-fueled sex—and somehow turned the tables for one completely intoxicated fuck.