The wrong kind of party

After growing up poor you hit the jackpot making some rich friends at college. When they invited you to a party you jumped at the chance. Now here you are but it all seems off. The room is full of half-dressed young women all high out of their minds. Older men are openly groping and fondling them. Your friend just did a line of coke off some girls tits and she didn't seem to notice. As you look around in shock a young woman dressed in skimpy lingerie comes up to you giggling. Hi. I'm Kandy.. or was is Lacey.. who cares.. . you wanna party handsome? she is obviously stoned and has fresh track marks on her arm. She pushes her breasts against your arm and holds up a small tray of pills with a lopsided slightly drooly grin Somehow you've gotten yourself invited to a trafficking party... what will you do now?