“Hello. My name is Jennifer and I think I have a drinking problem” Jennifer started.

“Hello, Jennifer”, said the rest of the group “would you mind sharing your story?”

“Sure.” Jennifer was nervous. “All started 10 years ago. Like most of the teenagers, I encountered a bottle of vodka in the fridge, and my mom was working so I decided to drink with my best friend Matty. Anyway, I think I am a social alcoholic I mean it's no good if you black out after drinking? Isn't it? I thought that was something that just happens in those TV movies!”

“ Honey is it the first time this happened?” said a middle-aged woman

“Mmm, well. I tend to drink when I feel nervous or depressed. But for me, it was something normal. I started drinking more the last three months since one of my best friends move away. Also, I may have been in... “ Jennifer cleared her throat “sexual risky activities, I broke up with my friend. I feel that I am a mess. And I am talking to a bunch of people I don't know my problems because I FEEL LONELY !!!” she snapped, and tears started to run down her face, making visible her freckles that were covered with concealer. She took out a tissue from her  Prada bag. She looked like a young girl that has it all, but maybe she was losing the control of her life.

“Don't worry honey we are here to help you. Aren't we guys?” the same woman asked. “It may be hard at the beginning, but you are not alone. I am proud that you were able to see this problem before it affected more your life. Cut out the ties with alcohol you don't need it! And if you feel lonely we are here to help you, go to the park, start exercising! You don't need to get wasted to enjoy life. That's just a Hollywood cliché!" maybe going to that strange group wasn't such a bad idea. They were nice a didn't judge her. In the meeting other people were also talking about their struggles, trying to stay sober. The meeting ended, it was Friday night, a risky day. What can she do? Since Matty left she changed, it's true. It all started because Diego, her boyfriend started to get jealous about her going out with Azaleiah, she knew she was bisexual and pretty open-minded. Azaleiah's boyfriend was also hot, she didn't remember how but they ended up having a threesome, it was the first time she did something like that and she liked it, maybe a little too much. Of course, she knew Azaleiah only had eyes for Laura, and italian hunk, and she respected him, in her own way. They wouldn't had ended up there if it wasn't for the damm vodka, trying to drink it pure was a big mistake. And truth to be told the threesome ended up soon, with Laura knocked out because of the liquor and Azaleiah being a hot mess because of the horniness. That's when Jennifer knew sometimes a gentle touch feels great, and then she remembered Matty again, why now of all times?

She really loved Diego but all his jealousy was making her sick. He almost punched her once because she said to him that her first kiss was with a girl. Thank God she didn't say it was with Matty, Diego was in good terms with her, they were friends since college, and she was always like her babysitter when Diego wasn't around. But that changed the day after she left.

The last day of Matty in the city

After drinking so much in their local bar Azaleiah and Jennifer ended up carrying Matty, they decided to stay in an hotel room, because Matilde was knocked out. Jennifer took out her black credit card, she worked like a slave but lived like a queen.

“Could you give us a standard room please?” said Jennifer to the receptionist.

“Sorry miss but all our rooms are taken. The only available is the junior suite deluxe” replied the girl with a smile.

“That sounds expensive”, said Jennifer.

“Yeah, it sounds expensive. Maybe you can give us a discount?” said Azaleiah leaning toward the girl and showing her cleavage. Well, it was worth it to give it a try, isn't it?

“No miss, we can't”, said the receptionist with a robotic smile.

“Oh wow, the first time that cleavage doesn't work!” said Jenny

“Yeah. I mean they even work on you, girls! My ego is a little broken you know?” replied Azaleiah.

“You got lots of egos.” said Jenny snarky “Let's go to the room. I don't know what eats Matty but she is heavier than what she seems. She sure eats a lot.”

“And you wish she would also eat you, don't you?” Azaleiah replied while making a “V” sign with her index and middle finger and licking the invisible center...

“Shut up!” said Jenny blushing furiously  while taking a pillow and throwing it to her.

“ Or maybe you prefer the double D's?? I really don't mind”, said Azaleiah while putting Jennifer's hand in her breast, it was soft like a marshmallow. “This is sexual harassment Azaleiah!” replied Jenny with a little high pitched voice. Also weren't you saying things about respect my boyfriend some hours ago?

“Sorry, sorry. I will back off. But you know I will always open my door just to you Jenny” said that caramel skin goddess-like, while winking and taking the corner of that king size bed.

“What about Laura?” Jenny said

“Oh! You know we have an open relationship that's why I love him, and he also likes you to be fair” she said. “And I know how you watch him, and Diego also knows”.

“Stop! I am loyal to Diego. I will call him right now so he can pick me up.”

“Just do what you feel like. I will probably forget it tomorrow anyway.” Azaleiah, the brunette girl with caramel skin, and D- cup size bra, turned off the light and went to sleep peacefully, next to Matty who was sleeping since they were in the bar.

Jennifer took out her iPhone from her bag and started dialing Diego, she tried once, and nobody answered. Ten minutes later she tried again, the air conditioner was on and she was starting to feel cold, nobody answered again. She messaged him:

“Honey, can you pick me up? I am at B&B's hotel and it's really late.”

“Sorry. I have work tomorrow”

“ Were you sleeping? Sorry if I wake you up.”

“ Don't worry I couldn't sleep. So I took a hot shower”

“Ok. See ya”

Wait a minute, wasn't Jennifer's and Diego's bathroom apartment broken, did they fixed it so fast?

She saw that she had other messages unchecked. One was from Laura, Azaleiah's boyfriend.

“Diego doesn't deserve you”, he wrote and attached a photo of Diego going to a love hotel with a colleague she knew. It was the end.

She just went to the frigobar and took out some orange juice and a bottle of Absolut Vodka. It was always the same.