Spring break could not have come at a better time. It’d been a long, hard year, and I was more than ready to get away, forget about my books and blow off some serious steam.

Apparently, I wasn’t the only one. When I arrived at the resort, other guests were hanging out in the lobby with bottles of liquor, offering shots to welcome passersby. The public space was one big party, and I was thrilled to be in attendance.

It was my first time at this vacation spot south of the border, and I’d heard things could get pretty crazy. Just walking across the property, I saw all sorts of activities that wouldn’t have been tolerated in public in the States, and to me, that was a good thing. I was ready to get my freak on.

That afternoon, I went to the pool where I bumped into a classmate. Sally... Read More