I should probably go back a bit further very briefly and say that we did kiss once before when we went on a skiing trip for her birthday. It was somet...ing I think we both always thought about. Anyways back to the main story. After we had our drinks and food, we headed over to the club across the street and met up with the rest of our party. My friend and I were dancing on the floor when she decided to sit down on a leather chair right behind me. It wasn't very busy where we were, and most. The scene plays itself backwards through his mind as he in turn falls backwards onto the grey carpeted floor surrounded by the horrified faces of those unlucky enough to witness a man shot right between the eyes. The twenty-five year old has not lost his balance yet, as his red hair echoes the plume of light and fire emanating from the dirty revolver a mere meter from his face. The bullet extracts itself from Jayce’s furrowed brow as it spirals back toward the fiery muzzle, finally pushing the. " After he'd positively raved for half an hour about the possibility of me going there, I hadn't really thought any more about it. I knew Monument Valley was in the western states somewhere, but that was about the limit of my knowledge. Yet there it was, staring at me from the map. I estimated it to be about another three or four hours drive eastwards from Page. We weren't due back in Las Vegas until the following night, so that should be enough time to enable Lucy and I to get there and back. As I was dancing I was captured by Angels hypnotic body and loved watching her blouse try its best to hold her titties back from popping out. As the evening started to wind down, the D.J. put several slow songs on. I held Angel close to me as our bodies grooved together while we danced. I loved having her body pressed up against mine and ever so often I would let my hand slip down and give her ass a firm squeeze. No one cared as the dance floor was packed anyway. Lets go to our room, I said.