When it was time for Simon to leave, I made the kids kiss him goodbye in the lounge and wave through the window, leaving him and Claire to bid their f...rewells privately in the hallway. They took some time and when she returned, there were tears in her eyes, her dress was rumpled and she was holding her baby bump with both hands. She came up to me and we hugged tightly in silence for a long time, her face pressing into my chest as she murmured ‘Thank you!’ quietly over and over again. When we. So when I offered to meet her while working on the oft impersonal Las Vegas Strip, I had no idea what kind of effect good conversation and the surprisingly seductive ambiance would have on her female emotions and my male instincts. We met at Harrah’s, a centrally located casino on the strip, surrounded by venues such as the Mirage, Caesar’s Palace, the Flamingo and Bellagio. I pulled into a parking spot on the seventh floor of Harrah’s garage and began counting out club passes to load into my. Her clothes had mysteriously disappeared. The boss was standing behind her, lifting her by the hips with both hands as he… Click. Click-click. The final shot, a medium close-up: She was straddling him in his chair, her breasts pressed against his chest. They were kissing. They both looked very happy. Click. Alone in her darkened office, Theresa began to cry. Her sleep that night was the dreamless sleep of pure exhaustion. She woke up still tired, but somehow lighter inside. She felt different. I could only hope I felt half as good to her as she did to me; But the way her moans had already progressed to something more along the lines of squeals led me to believe I just might be. My aforementioned gun was going to go off soon; I knew it. But I wanted something more. I wanted some icing on the cake of this incredible, unbelievable encounter. I wanted another position before the finish...I took advantage of one of her upward hoists of her body; And lifted her back on to her feet, but.