So the year I'm talking about, I took my big sister Marta. I get some pretty nice offers from casinos, and sometimes my family members like to take ad...vantage. Marta's not much of a gambler, but she likes to drink and have fun. The first night I'm there, my sister gets all dolled up to meet with some friends. I take a nap, and have a little walk down the Strip. I play a little of this and that as I go, nothing serious. This craps table catches my eye, and after blowing through $20K in half an. Enjoy ;)(all names and story are fake. any similarity in real life is purely co-incidental)GUEST_JAZZYSCAMPI : Jane smiled softly, gently tucking him up with a blanket-GUEST_DEVILHORNS95: -the feel of a blanket waked him up of his dazed state. He sits up, holding the side of his head- Jane? What time is it?GUEST_JAZZYSCAMPI : I-I'm not sure Sir -Biting her lip she went off to get him some water and an aspirin-GUEST_DEVILHORNS95: -he sits up slowly- drinking will be the death of. I pulled it off, our kiss broken for just a moment. He undid my bra and slid it off. As we kissed, his fingers surrounded my breasts, circling my nipples. He rolled me over and I closed my legs around his waist. He pulled off his shirt, revealing his chiseled torso. I ran my hands over his chest, down his toned abs to his belt, unfastening it in one fluid movement. I undid the top button of his jeans and he pulled away, kissing my neck and then my breasts. His tongue flicked over my nipples,. Yet, I know I said it before, but it is worth repeating. Forty years wasn’t enough time for us and not nearly enough time for me. She’s gone, just like that. Here one day and gone the next. Truly, I thought she’d be okay. They assured me that the surgery went well and her cancer was in remission. Only, they lied to me. They knew, surely they knew, that she wasn’t ready to come home, just yet. If only she stayed another day. If only they cared for her just for one more day. I still can’t.