...you brush off any residue with your perfectly manicured French tips....we watch the show with you holding my hand in my lap.....we then walk to the...Palazzo as people look at your stunning mini dress...we gamble a little bit and you ask for us to go back home. However I tell you I already arranged for something special as we take the elevator up to a suite there at the Palazzo. As we enter there are flowers everywhere.....you turn back to me..and we passionately kiss...our tongues mingling. Cassandra grabbed the first one and said, ‘Race ya!’ Michelle giggled. ‘You’re on!’ They knocked back their shots in quick sequence. Michelle was feeling very buzzed now, and she knew that Cassandra had to be even worse. When Craig placed another shot in front of them a few minutes later, Michelle reached out for the shot glass but she was having trouble coordinating her hand to reach it. She giggled. It seemed so funny! Cassandra helped Michelle get the shot glass into her hand and helped. .... I want you so much”“Well you can have me if you can catch me,” she answered running towards the gate of the complex. He followed her and overtaking used his key to unlock it. She pushed passed him as he had difficulty removing the key and ran on, passed the outdoor and indoor pools and on towards their apartment block. He tried to catch up with her but she beat him up the steps to the door of the apartment. There she had to wait as he climbed the steps and then caught up with her. “Now. After two hours dancing and having some red wine glasses, my husband Victor told me to go upstairs and wait inside the last room on the left side. The room was very nice and comfortable; a giant window gave a beautiful panorama of the back yard, now very dark, but still it was an amazing view. The door was opened. For a brief moment, the sounds of the party downstairs came in; music and laughter ... then the door was closed again. Footsteps came slowly across the room towards me.I did not even.