I noticed a lot of couples, but also what looked like a lot of single guys. There were a few single girls, some of which looked cute as hell, but gene...ally it seemed the guys outnumbered the girls.Carl led us to Anthony, who greeted us with a "Hey muther fucker! Glad you made it!" Anthony, this is my wife, Beth" I said.Anthony had never met Beth before, and I saw that he too let his eyes wander all over Beth's tight shirt and tighter pants."Hi Beth" he said. "Great to finally meet you." Tony!". " Jeff," she said quietly. She had to repeat herself twice before he looked at her. "Jeff, you don't understand, do you?" What?" I'm not going to be a secretary, Jeff. I'm not going to be somebody's helper. Sure, I want kids, but not now. I--" But a woman is supposed to be the helpmeet of the man."She dug her fingers into her palms. He still wasn't listening. She couldn't get through to him, and now she realized she never would.Jeff started lecturing her about the role of a woman. She ignored. "You're still my baby," I said. It sounded so stupid. "What a weird thing to say," I thought. I had this image of giving him a pat on his bottom when he was a little boy. But our minds were going in the same direction, backward perhaps to a time earlier than that.He reached up toward my left shoulder as if to pull me down for a hug, but his hand brushed against my left breast. That nipple too was already hard. He held my shoulder lightly. I pressed his head to my right breast. Then Jacob put. She was losing herself to his charm. Afterwards, she drew out a pocked-sized digital camera and had a passerby take a picture of them together, with the lights and water sprays of the Bellagio behind them.This was something Alan and Brianne had not done on their previous trip to Las Vegas; the Bellagio hadn't been built then. Along with some of the other pictures she had taken throughout the day, these were the first of their memories together.They went back to their room at the Luxor and made.