"Are you sure you don't want to come upstairs," she asked."I've really got to get some sleep tonight," I said, backing away, hoping I wouldn't need to...go into detail about how I had been robbed of sleep the last two nights.Reluctantly, she smiled and turned to the door. "Goodnight, I'll see you at the courts," she said.The next day when I spoke to Marcie, she listened to my account of playing tennis, going to the movies and taking Zelda to her dorm. "What are you leaving out?" she asked."She. He was breaking the law here; certainly the Mann act.Currently it was night time on the Desert Wind; the lights of the Strip beckoned in the distance. The gambling capital of America was right outside the window. George was a gambler; of course he was a gambler. If he wasn’t, he wouldn’t be in this mess. He was taking a hell of a gamble here; he was risking his freedom and perhaps his life for a girl he met three days ago. He loved her, in all the ways he could possibly imagine, but he’d know. I should have done the same.Larry seemed to be a bit withdrawn, and I asked him what was wrong.“Nothing, really. Just got some stuff I’m trying to figure out.”We hadn’t seen each other much during the last month - Saturday was our usual hangout day and I’d been busy for 3 in a row (two of which he couldn’t know the details about). I wasn’t sure what to say. So I changed the subject.“Hey, cheer up! We have the school chess tournament next week.”He smiled “Yeah, that’s gonna be fun.”I figured. While they both got their breath back I went and grabbed a duvet from upstairs and laid it on the floor for them both Angela took the rest of her clothes off and laid down Mark followed and lay next to her both exploring each others bodies Mark going down between Angela’s legs teasing her with his tongue it wasn’t long before he was hard again and he started to position himself ready to enter her we had agreed before hand to use condoms but in the moment completely forgot and soon Mark was.