"And from what I can tell is that you have done an outstanding job here. I was wondering would you be interested in working in Vegas?" Vegas?" he gape... at me. "You've got to be joking. There's no way you'd want me there." I don't see why not. I've had to can a manager for skimming and I need some capable to run the place." What would I be manager of?" Mr. Little asked me skeptically."The Bellagio," I smiled. "And if everything goes well, you could be the Las Vegas Director within a year or. You're in control right now, you set the pace and depth, whatever you do is going to feel great to me but you can move so it feels great to you too." Oh man her tight hot pussy was sending delicious tremors through out my body.The muscles in her thighs tightened as she rose up a couple of inches then slowly lowered back down. Shit that felt good. She watched our joining as my now glistening wet shaft slowly appeared from her rising body then as it was engulfed by her ovaled vulva. I was looking. “Of course. In case you decide you want to do it, here are the proper forms you need to fill out.” Mr.Baily said as he handed him a small stack of papers. Dave took them, and headed for the door, as they thanked each other.Dave got into the locker room, just as most of the other boys were leaving. He immedietly ripped up the papers, and threw them in the nearest trash can. It’s not that he hated swimming, it was just that….ok he did hate swimming. He thought all sports were stupid, and wanted. She then just quickly pulled her shirt over her head. It was the first time I ever saw her topples I had felt them but never seen them naked. She then turns to face the drug addicted asshole.Then he says to her "I know what you need girl. Get up here." He then pates the bed next to him. He also reaches for a pipe on the night stand. She shacks her head no as she moves to sit next to him. "Here at least try it like this" he then take a huge hit puts his mouth on hers she try's to pull back but.