Just as I thought, she wasn't wearing a bra. Her small breasts had a nice bit of plumpness to them, A-cups, but on the verge of something bigger. Her ...ipples were hard, thrusting from small areolas. They were barely more than rings of pink around those hard nubs. Then she wiggled her hips, her fingers shoving into the waistband of her jeans. She lifted her ass to push them down, her legs thrusting up in the air. She kicked off her jeans, exposing her lithe legs. She had a pink pair of panties. I must admit that she looks a lot hotter in person than she does on computer screen and I couldn't help myself to look at her tits as she was wearing a low cut t-shirt. She caught me taking a peek."What'ya looking at there, honey" she said with a laugh."Oh, nothing" I replied as I snapped back to her eyes.She laughed. She was now a bit drunk from the wine but not drunk enough to not know what she was doing. "You like what you see, honey?" she asked."I sure do" I said as I took another look. The route the cab took to the hotel didn't pass any of the interesting hotels. We didn't get our first look at the strip until after we checked into the hotel, put our bags in the room and went for a walk. All I can say about the Las Vegas strip is 'amazing.'We were spending our time site seeing, gambling, going to shows, eating at great restaurants and having fantastic sex. By Wednesday were actually $300 ahead from playing the slots. Wednesday evening Jennifer and I stopped in the lounge at. He gave us tasks to complete, and once we did, showed us how to do what we just did.” Syg summarized.Pakwa stared at them all. “You ... all can do that?”“Except me.” John admitted.“Why not you?” She asked.Sygraid leaned over conspiratorially. “He chose protection instead.”“Protection? From what?” Pakwa wondered.Sygraid’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. “All cold, magic or natural. He is completely unharmed by it.”“Is this true? Like the frost giants are said to be?”“I believe even more so.”.