Work and Play in Turkey

 I was in Turkey doing some sort of work rotation. The work I was there to do was unclear, but the whole situation was obviously sketchy, and I needed to get out of there. 

I was assigned a boyfriend, who was hot, and people said he had a huge dick. He was all over me and needed a lot of attention. Even though he was hot, I was not really interested, mainly because I realized this was all some sort of trap. I had found online evidence of a pre-existing letter that stated I had failed the rotation due to malpractice/poor performance. It wasn't sent yet, but I knew it would be at the end of the rotation. 

I had a cell phone but had to hide it since it was way nicer than the phones they had in Turkey. But first, I had to make it through a vodka-fueled party. The party was loud and crowded, and at the beginning we all went swimming in multiple humid and hot indoor pools that were connected on different floors. After that, it was mostly drinking and foreign games that involved people standing in different patterns and saying things in languages that I didn’t understand. The guests told me that, as a foreigner, that I would need to water down the vodka to make it through the party, but I knew I would barely be able to drink any at all before feeling sick. I didn't want to tell them this since it would show how old I was. 

Someone had put out a nice box of cookies, and I ate one without realizing that there were hallucinogens in them. Once someone told me this, I thought I was fine and that they were kidding, but then I started seeing people’s bodies partially disappearing and turning into flesh-colored blobs. I kept waiting for when they would all start drinking bottles of vodka, and it never really happened, though my boyfriend did have a big plastic jug of something like MDMA that he was mixing into water for everyone to drink. 

I kept fending off various suitors, male and female, and angering them with my rejection, all while hiding my phone and making sure it wasn’t going to fall out of my coat. My boyfriend was the one assigned to everyone that had come in for this rotation, and though I could tell he really liked me, I knew he had also really liked all the other girls before me and that this was really a job for him. I kept trying to think of a way to escape, but didn't come up with anything.