Amond and his friends enjoyed what seemed a pleasing and wonderful time in his private residence in one of the clichéd neighborhoods in the city.

If anyone spotted the Prime Minister's only male child in campaigns, rallies and tours with his parents, they could tell he was a bright and intelligent person. His furrowed cheeks and seamed face were the main facial features that described him. He was well known around the country, and was to be known more as he was about to join the most prominent higher education institution on the land.

Sitting in front of him and his friends was a 52-inch Samsung Smart TV showing the latest pornography display that was yet to be released in the market. Everyone watching looked engrossed and fascinated by the ever-dramatic and sensational display, all except Amond.

He slowly reached for the remote control on the house table and paused the smart television. But the move was followed by discountenancing gestures from his two friends.

"I want to believe it is for a good reason." Jim intoned, changing his sitting position and looking at Amond.

"I want to believe that, too, my guy." Ian as well said while facing Amond.

"It is for a good reason, my friends." Amond slowly stood up from the couch he was on, "I want to show you something."

His friends stared at him with interest.

"I am pretty sure you will both like it."

At that very moment, one of the doors that led into the lower story rooms of the house slightly opened, and a young woman stood at the door looking at them. Her completely nude body was just from a shower.

She gave the boys a leering smile and posed lasciviously. Anyone could without a doubt believe she was a pornstar who knew the quality of her play.

"We are ready." She said flirtatiously and livelily.

"Are you all like that?" Ian turned to her, looking roused.

"There is only one way to find out."

"Give us five... and remain wet." Amond said in a deep low voice with eyes at the stunningly lewd view before him.

The young woman nodded, still flirtatiously, and slowly returned to the door, closing it behind her back.

"What's up, Amond? There are some wet bodies somewhere in the house!" Ian stood up.

"I understand, but calm down." Amond calmly said and walked to his study for a minute. He returned with a 4-inch wide and 10-centimeter-long silver tube. He then opened the tube that had a grey cap and poured a clear white content on his right-hand palm, "Veracruz Colombian coke." He said, sniffing the content that was in powder form from a distance, "They say it is the top quality. Let us test the theory and prove it a fact."

Ian and Jim, now totally absorbed and enthralled, moved much closer to Amond.

"Get me a lighter and a spoon, Ian." Amond's eyes were on the white powder on his palm. Ian did what he was told and scrammed off.

"How did you get to this one?" Jim asked, totally surprised.

Amond gave him a smile, "Let us just say that I am a man of universal connections."

Jim still stared as Ian returned with the items asked. Amond gave Jim the tube and took the spoon from Ian. Then with steady, he poured the powder from his palm to the spoon.

"Let us see the magic..." He took the lighter and gently lit it just close enough to the powder. The powder immediately started to spark, and after a short while, a view of yellow and windviel blue flame was vaguely seen, until it became clear. In just a matter of seconds, they proved that the powder was indeed the most top and pure quality there was.

Amond laughed with giddy, rapturous pleasure, "Drug lords don't make this one! No, they don't! Only advanced laboratories with premium tools and equipment make this!"

"There is no doubt about that!" Ian looked pleasantly surprised, "I never thought I would ever set my eyes on Veracruz!"

"Mexico still thinks they have the brains and the Bahamas sure holds the North as the prime." Amond was still with a pleasurable zest, "Well, I have got the most supreme that will make me hold Africa and Asia as the top wolf!"

"I wish they were hearing!" Jim excitedly remarked.

"They will, soon." Amond affably smiled then looked at Ian, "Bring the Ts."

Ian got the message and hurriedly left.

"Oh, hold on!" Amond stopped him, seemingly with an idea, "Maybe you should also bring the girls. They are usually great after a treat. Imagine a new kind of a treat."

"They are going to be damn wild!" Ian was totally into the friend's idea.

"And wild is good." Amond sounded deeply amused, "It will make us perform and enjoy our A-game."

Ian laughed and hurried to where he was sent.

"It must have cost a lot?" Jim pocketed while still looking at the glowing flame from the lighter on the spoon.

"All top qualities do." Amond put off the light, "Almost a half a mil."

"That tube?" Jim stared in amazement.

"No." Amond smiled, "Ten more."

After a short while, Ian came back with magnesium coke straws followed by four nude girls. This promiscuous and decadent lifestyle was their usual way of life.

"Goodies?" One girl ecstatically stared at Amond holding a spoon with contents that she possibly knew, on it.

"Chocolate, dear palm." Jim moved to her and started touching her suggestively, then softly whispered close to her ear, "You have the Goodies."

The girl audibly moaned and turned to him with an insatiable sexual urge.

"The party is not yet, dear sugar." Jim controlled her, "Just a little shortly after we do one thing."

They cleared the living room table, which was filled with alcoholic drinks, and everyone got a share of the cocaine.

As they snorted the powder through the cocaine straws, it came with a different euphoric pleasure- a little longer and greatly exciting, getting powerful control of their nerves. This is now the deal!