care if you were married, had a girlfriend, or liked the guy she was dating. You still wanted to fuck her. We worked together at a restaurant in LA, a posh one where we made a lot of money. Enough that we could go on trips, go out late drinking with friends and doing drugs and staying out dancing all night. We had been talking about going hiking, and a group of waiters, waitresses and a few bartenders were throwing around the idea of going hiking on mushrooms. It sounded