I went away.Vegas pulses at night with a sexual beat. Warm bodies in tiny clothes dance on stages to tribal rhythms. Businessmen from Pacoima prowl fo... strange pussy. Nurses from Nashua feel set loose and have one drink too many for their marriage.Its like a warm bath, it washes over me and I roll down into it, let it take me in, own me. I feel the power flow out of me like a tide, and pure sexual heat rolls back in. I have a simple plan to take Vincent's pawns away from him.On the casino. “Does that change anything?”He smiled. “No, not really. I guess I should have told you this first, but when I was about sixteen a kid about the same age moved in our building for a year. His folks were going through a nasty divorce and he came to stay with his grandparents until things were settled. We hit it off and after a couple of months, he invited me to a sleepover. Long story short, he gave me a blowjob that night, and many times after for the rest of the time he was there.”I had been. I said sure and figured since she was a movie star she could afford to buy drinks more than I could, although, I could afford it. I ordered a drink and so did she. I said I was hoping to get something to eat and she said you're welcome to some of my pretzels. I smiled and thanked her, even in sweats, no make up and her pretty blonde hair in a bun she was quite beautiful.I started to tell her my favorite movie of hers and she held her hand up to stop me. "Look I don't want to be rude, but I. Probably whatever Mom told him to, so I could look forward to a father-son chat about not fucking my girlfriends' mothers.Maybe all teenage boys suffer that one, but I doubted it.No, I wanted to talk to my dad about Molly. I'd heard stories, short and edited anecdotes about how my dad had chased my mom, trying to get her to date and eventually marry him. He'd always seemed sort of proud that it hadn't been easy, which made me wonder how many other girls he'd dated. Easy ones, I mean, like the.