‘For the moment, run with your heart. I never want to let you go.’ ‘You’re married to her.’ I kissed the side of her face. ‘I am. I love h...r. More than anything. I don’t want to sound cruel, but she is, well, she’s my wife. My first true love. The mother of my child.’ I loosened my grip on her, and caressed her skin, rubbing her back lightly, letting my hands drift down to her tight little butt. ‘You have a place in my heart, Kelly. A big one. You won’t replace my wife. But I love you, and I. My wife stepped back and wiped her eyes, smiling bleakly at me.I cleared my throat and then picked up the receiver.“Hello.”“May I please speak to Paul Hughes?”“This is he.”“Mr. Hughes, my name is Nathan Wei. I’m an attorney, and the executor for the estate...”I listened to him with only half my attention. He offered me his deepest condolences on my, our, loss. It sounded strictly pro forma, but I appreciated it nonetheless. I smiled at my wife and sat down heavily in my office chair. I picked. As I looked at the clips it easy to see that she was amateurish the first few days but greatly improved in the last few, at least with average or below average cocks. All of the larger cocks gave her trouble. In the outdoor shots there were a couple that she lost her lunch on. They were even more troublesome than the rest. I saved each onto a CD. I backed out the camera and looked for anyone that might be filming or taking pictures. I also looked for any change of money or drugs and saw none. I. We rode the elevator down to the Paris casino, and stopped for a drink at the casino bar, dawdling on the video poker machines for a bit."So, do you want to try and see a late show, or play craps again, or something else?" I asked her."Something else," she said, gazing at me calmly.We practically ran to the taxi stand.We kissed and caressed all the way through the taxi ride back, in the lobby at Mirage, in the elevator, and down the hallway to our room. I could barely get her hands off the.