Warning: contains short and erratic imagery that may offend some people. —————————————————————————�...———————————————————————— She stands at the sink, short shorts, black singlet, hips pressed up against the bench top. Her hair cascades down her back in an array of dark curls, tapering to a point that encourages the eyes to continue to travel downward. Eyes following the contours of her ass, her long legs, he feels himself become hard. She hums softly as he sneaks up behind her. As he slides his. The door is closed our eyes adjust from the sunshine to the darker space, we are kissing, my hands are inside your shirt squeezing your breasts. You put you head back to expose your neck, I kiss and lick your neck as I squeeze your breasts, rolling your nipples between my fingers and thumbs through the thin material, your nipples are hard and erect, I kiss downward from your neck, I kiss the exposed areas of your breasts then suck your nipples through your lacy bra. Then I hear the noise and. Like a siren luring sailors to rocky shores, Vegas has influenced some of the best and worst decisions of my life.Having just graduated from my university studies and recently moved to Vegas I had little money and no friends in the "city that never sleeps". And being a twenty-three year old, healthy male I desperately wanted to explore the debauchery that I was sure the city had to offer.One Friday afternoon shortly after I arrived I picked up a local magazine that focused on the local adult. "Somebody slipped me something and it's just now taking effect. That has to be it. I mean, a genie? Come on, next thing you know I'll be talking to myself." he says out loud, plopping down in his chair that's still warm from when she was sitting there.Suddenly his arms were full of his genie, her legs over one arm and her back pressed to the other. Her hands holding a beer, open, and a pack of Marlboro reds. She finishes chugging her cold beer and looks at his shocked face."Oh, sorry." she.