When I looked over, his face was shining with sweat and his hair was matted against his forehead, but his eyes were closed and a smile of pure elation... played gently on his lips.When J.P. and I hooked up, it was usually fun. We didn't tend to take things too seriously, we laughed and teased each other, we fucked hard and fast and passionately. That night couldn't really be described as just fun. It was fun in the way that it was enjoyable and amazing and I came hard enough that I might have had. "She's good. And she's smart. Smart enough to know when she shouldn't know. She'll do. Have to." Glad you approve." It's my neck if this blows up. I doubt the Gambling Board would approve. And that rat, Bernie, has been after the casino ever since Bennie died. So I've a right to worry."Should've thought of that 'fore we got into this. "Betsey's fine. I've never seen Maria so happy. Look at her laugh. She looks so unspoiled, almost like she was seventeen, on the verge of life, when everything. All this time... You wanted me... I wanted you... It's like some stupid TV show. We both wanted each other and it took getting drunk while watching a porn movie to bring it all out."She relaxed some more before accusing, "You're still an asshole."I didn't relax my hold on her completely, but I allowed her a little space to move in. Then I confessed to her that yes, I was a complete and utter asshole, but with a caveat. "Guilty as charged. But if our positions were reversed, tell me honestly. Lucinda saw Alice for the first time since before her suicide; pendulous breasts, her blonde hair running over her shoulders, long-limbed and meaty, full sensuous lips in a round face punctuated with bewitching brown eyes. The spirits at first passed through each other, as if cautiously getting a feel for their spectral representations following liberation from the flesh, the second time Alice floated into Lucinda and they briefly fused. In that moment when they became one Alice transmitted a.