Life's a gamble (Nevaeh & Mjoellnir)
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				Title: <strong>Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 03:10:16</strong>
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				Mike walked slowly through the main Casino of the MGM, nodding at the occasional Employee whom he knew, adding a smile when they greeted him first. As he approached the bar he went to his usual small 2 person table on the edge of the open Bar area. "Good evening Mister Gallagher" the cocktail waitress smiled at him "the usual?". Looking up at her he tilt his head and returned her smile "Sure, the usual" he replied, watching her walk towards the bar to get his drink, amazed as so often before how little the outfits of Vegas' cocktail waitresses covered yet how some of the girls still managed not to look like a streetwalker.<br><br>Slowly Mike let his gaze roam the Casinofloor, lookin at the gamblers, categorizing them. It was easy to tell them apart. The tourists who were exited and wanted their picture taken when they won a few hundred Dollars, the locals who usually looked less exited and just came here usually for the free drinks, playing the lower stakes slots. The compulsory gamblers who would always be looking for the machine, trying to get the right feeling when it came to one, their eyes going around like that of a hawk flying over a field looking for prey.<br><br>"Here we go Mister Gallagher, one Long Island Icetea" the waitress said with a bright smile, setting the glass on the table. Mike looked up and returned her smile again "Thanks Judy" he said, reaching into the pocket of his white Jacket, taking out a twenty and placing it on her tray "Keep the change" he said with a wink. "Oh and who's the Pitboss over the slots there tonight?" - "I believe its Frank Donovan, Mister Gallagher" she said smiling at the bill on her tray more than at him now. "Alright, tell him I would like to have a word with him if you would, and keep the drinks coming when you see one is empty alright?" Mike finished and took the Glass to his lips, taking a small sip of the drink.<br><br>He wanted some Chips, needed them for tonight. For the past two weeks Mike had been following this Girl. Followed her slow decline in the Casinos of Vegas. She was one of many, they came here, hoping to make a big win during their short stay. They would win a little, want more and end up loosing what they had won. Driven by the disappointment and wanting to win it back, they began to gamble more carelessly then, not caring as much anymore about when to quit and call it a night. Only to wake up the next morning with even less money, even more to win back. Some would be lucky and get out when their flight would leave, others would even sell their planetickets being caught in the circle of small wins and bigger losses.<br><br>And the Girl he had been following all that time belonged to the second group. When he had first seen her, she was as obvious a tourist as any. All smiles, becoming exited about a few hundred Dollars won and always clutching her loyal players club card, probably wanting to get that free lunchbuffet. What a great town it was, free stuff everywhere, only people forgot that they paid dearly for all the freebies. What had initially attracted him to her where her eyes, deep green which matched perfectly to her auburn hair, she was a very good looking woman. So he had followed her Casino career more out of interest, wanting to get a few nice glimpses of her before she hopped the bird back home to wherever she was from. After winning almost 2500 Dollars on a 7s slot she seemed to be in 7th heaven and Mike saw her the next evening gambling on three machines at the same time and he knew she was in for trouble. Over the next almost two weeks she slowly declined. The rather nice looking dresses she had worn made way to jeans and shirts. He didn't really care where the dresses went, though his bet was they were awned off or sold to a second hand shop, depending on how expensive they were. Then when she was still there after a week had passed he knew she had either sold her ticket or not cared about the flight home, too caught up in the cycle of Vegas.<br><br>Then slowly in the past three days an idea had formed in his mind. As he had followed her across the four corners of the Boulevard and Tropicana Ave, to the Casinos there, which were all conveniently connected with bridges over the big roads that hauled endless lanes of cars 24 hours a day. She always made the same tour. From the MGM, to the NY NY, the Excalibur and then the Tropicana. Always the same round. Mike watched her win a few Dollars, loose a few, find some chips or tokens that people had left in the machines. She was lucky she hadn't gotten caught yet by security guards doing that. As he had followed her he had the craziest idea. He could offer her a few days maybe even a week or two in his House, meeting with some of his friends and gambling. Gambling her way out of this town, the state, back to where she belonged. And he had a few ideas what she could put up as a bet, in case she would loose. After all she was quite good looking and he would surely enjoy a good lost hand of hers, as would his friends.<br><br>"Mister Gallagher, how are you tonight" his thoughts were interrupted by the Pitboss of the Slot area where the girl usually played standing at his table "Oh hi Frank. I would need a few Chips, if you could organize them for me" he explained with a smile, reaching into his coatpocket taking out a bundle of 100 Dollar bills "2000 should do for tonight I think" he explained with a smile and handed the Manager the money. "Sure Sir, I'll be right back" the man replied and walked off. Mike looked around again, the girl was not there yet. He hoped she had not yet fallen prey to one of the pimps who constantly cruised the strip and its sideroads looking for girls just like her. After a few minutes the Manager brought him the chips and placed them on the table, next to the Drink "There you go Sir. Good luck tonight" the man said and turned. Mike smiled to himself as he raised his glass, his eyes feel on the girl he was waiting for, watching her as she walked passed the isles of machines "Oh I do feel lucky" he said quietly to himself, taking a sip "I do feel lucky".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 05:06:40</strong>
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				Jaymie Carter had flown into Vegas from her home in Ohio.&nbsp; She wasn’t new to gambling but it wasn’t a big pastime of hers either.&nbsp; At thirty-three she had been to Vegas when she was younger and to Atlantic City a few times.&nbsp; <br><br>Vegas wasn’t all about the games.&nbsp; It was the lights, the sites, the sounds, the people and the shows.&nbsp; And if you played your cards right, Vegas could be done pretty cheaply.&nbsp; If you didn’t stay on the strip you get a clean room in a smaller hotel casino for not much at all and there always seemed to be free buffets somewhere.&nbsp; And well it wasn’t hard to get to the bigger, classier places.<br><br>And that was exactly what Jaymie was gonna do.&nbsp; She wasn’t crazy enough to bring her life’s saving which didn’t amount to much but it was all she had.&nbsp; The divorce had been rough on her and her ex husband had ended up with pretty much everything.&nbsp; It was amazing what you could pay for if you had the money.<br><br>Jaymie had a small room at the Wild Wild West, which still had the new smell of the remodeling they had done.&nbsp; The carpet was a standard dark maroon with a small multi color dot of some sort on it.&nbsp; The cover on the bed was done in oranges, gold’s and maroon with no design to it really.&nbsp; It didn’t go with the carpeting at all but it was a nice room.&nbsp; The white walls helped to offset the brightness of the bedspread.&nbsp; From her window she could see the MGM, NY NY and some of the other major casinos on the strip.&nbsp; <br><br>With a quick shower Jaymie didn’t take the time to let the water run over her as she was anxious to get out among the other tourist and the locals.&nbsp; Vegas was about the lights of the spectacular casinos.&nbsp; And like most here, she would spend her fair share of time inside missing the real Vegas that everyone talked about.&nbsp; She pulled her long dark auburn hair back from her face fastening it first with one elastic high up on her head and then in another at the nape of her neck.&nbsp; <br><br>The dress she chose for her first night was between a fuchsia and purple, the flounced hem falling just below her knee.&nbsp; The top criss crossed her breast above the fitted high waist that held a row of studs down one side of the of the clinging fabric.&nbsp; Material ran over her shoulders with matching clips on each one to hold it before it flowed down to meet the back.&nbsp; Silver strap heels adorned her feet showing off her shapely legs.&nbsp; She finished off her ensemble with some stretch diamond bracelets on both arms and drop diamond earrings.&nbsp; Real or not, they finished the outfit most nicely.<br><br>Her first evening Jaymie had won some and lost some ultimately ending the night on a high of more then she had walked in with.&nbsp; It was euphoric to think you beat the odds in a place like Vegas, even just a little bit.&nbsp; <br><br>Two nights later.&nbsp; Dressed once again as if she owned the world in a red satin cocktail dress that fell above her knee.&nbsp; The black net crinoline hung beneath the hem.&nbsp; The strapless dress was gathered across her breast and knotted in the middle.&nbsp; Again jewelry made the outfit and if you wanted to be a winner you had to dress like one.&nbsp; Tonight had been her night as she had walked out of the casino with 2500 dollars she had won on slots.&nbsp; Luck had made a U-turn and was riding with her now.&nbsp; Jaymie was smiling from ear to ear with her win.&nbsp; She was as happy as a child wining a prize at a birthday party.<br><br>Jaymie felt like she couldn’t lose as she kept playing, each night getting more bold in playing more then one slot at a time.&nbsp; She had always laughed at people that had done that shushing you away when you came close to their machines but that is exactly what she was doing now.<br><br>By the middle of the week she had lost what she had won and what she had brought.&nbsp; By the end of the week she had wiped out her savings and wasn’t even close to making a come back.&nbsp; One more token and she knew this time she would win.&nbsp; The tokens were in and the buttons pushed.&nbsp; She watched as the lights spun around and round reflecting in her eyes.&nbsp; “Damn it.”&nbsp; She had busted.<br><br>First she had pawned her jewelry using the money from that to try to win back her savings, and then it was her cocktail dresses and gowns she had brought.&nbsp; Last but not least Jaymie had finally cashed in her plane ticket.&nbsp; She couldn’t go home broke.<br><br>Now she wore jeans and tee shirts to do her nightly ritual, she had kept the heels to try to make her self at least look like she belonged.&nbsp; Jaymie had tried after a week in changing casinos.&nbsp; She had spent an hour in each and kept going from one to the next to the next.&nbsp; MGM to NY NY, across the street to the Excalibur and then to the Tropicana.&nbsp; <br><br>Jaymie walked among the slots as if she was trying to decide which ones to play but for all purposes, she was looking for tokens.&nbsp; She had become a scavenger of the slots.&nbsp; But she gave them back to the casino as she tried to win.&nbsp; Oh she would win once in a while a few bucks, enough to make her think her luck was changing until she once again, she would be empty handed.<br><br>Tonight in jeans that when she had arrived, fit her hips well but now hung low, she walked.&nbsp; The sounds of the MGM a whir.&nbsp; A buzzer, a chime, a ding and someone yelling as they won, the tokens and bells playing a melody that everyone wanted to hear.&nbsp; Especially her.<br><br>Jaymie had to do to something if she was going to keep her room at the Wild Wild West Hotel and Casino.&nbsp; Twenty-eight dollars a night wasn’t much, unless you didn’t have it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 13:57:22</strong>
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				Mike watched her walk through the isles of machines and waited until she would come to the row that was next to him. Following her closely with his eyes he took in her every move. He reached in his coat and took out his cigarette etui and a lighter, lighting a cigarette and placing both items on the table in front of him without taking his eyes off of her. She was desperate, it was clear in the way her body spoke, the occasional rubbing of her arms displaying desperation as well as loneliness in a place she didn't belong, the eyes always looking about, not like the professional gamblers looking for a machine, for their prey. No she looked like prey that was trying to fight back, to stay alive, to not get swallowed by this huge monster with its flashing eyes and whizzing sounds. <br><br>Somewhere over to the right one of the familiar melodies started playing, accompanied by the exited highitched screams of yet another tourist. Someone had won a jackpot. How ironic it must seem to the girl, how brutal, how unfair. He wasn't even sure why he referred to her as a girl, she was a grown woman and Mike guessed her age at somewhere between 25 and 30 yet the way she tried to survive here now, in this town that was not built on winners yet gave people the impression it was, made her seem vulnerable and that in turn gave her the image of being younger, a girl. Vulnerable and trying to stay afloat until one of the countless predators in the city would descend upon her, dragging her down the path so many before her had taken.<br><br>Two security guards passed his table, of course they knew the signs of those who were out for survival as well. While being tolerated by the security, once spotted they were watched a bit closer until one day they would be caught doing something they weren't supposed to. Taking money someone had left inside a machine, picking a chip off of the floor, something that meant they would be banned from the Casino. One of the Guards nodded at him with a smile "Evening Mister Gallagher". Mike returned the smile and nodded "Jerry. How are things? How's the Misses?" - Oh just fine Sir, just fine. We're getting quite anxious for the arrival of our little one. Only another month now" the man smiled. Mike nodded again, his smile unchanged, keeping the girl in his view from the corner of his eyes. He made it a little more obvious that he was watching her and it didn't go unnoticed.<br><br>"Yeah another one down n out. We've been watching her a few days but didn't get her so far. Just a question of time Sir" the guard smiled, self assured of the Job they did, keeping those unwanted elements from the Casinos. The tourists were not supposed to see those who were down on their luck, the tourists were supposed to see winners, pictures of people with money in their hands, not those who had lost everything. <br><br>"If you manage to get her around here Jerry, I can take her off of your hands. Lets say to do you a favour and save you work and to do her a favour and send her back where she came from" it was a gamble. Sure they knew him here and he knew them. He had often enough played for nights on end in the high stakes area, always could have one of the penthouses if he wanted to, was a welcomed guest in the Casino. Yet asking a guard for a favour involving her was a gamble. The guard looked at him, then at his partner who shrugged indifferent. "No difference to me Jerry. Wether we kick her out or he takes her with him, the same to me". <br><br>Jerry looked at Mike, wondering for a moment why he would choose to help a woman, especially this one. It was not normal, yet&nbsp; the man was known in the City and would most certainly not be able to abduct a woman in the open. So his intentions had to be of a better kind. "I'm not sure why you want to help her Sir, why this one?" - "Lets just say she reminds me of someone. I want to repay an old debt so to speak, help her before she gets so low that there won't be a possibility to drag her back up" Mike replied with a sincere expression on his face. <br><br>The guard nodded slowly "Sure Mister Gallagher. We'll tell her we take her in for questioning and pass you by here. Then you can take her over. But if any of this gets out..." - "I know. Trust me, it won't" Mike smiled and took a drag of his cigarette, watching the guards as they approached the girl. Exhaling the smoke slowly, he watched the men talk with her, saw her expression change and watched as they began to escort her towards the security office, which would lead them past him. As they were getting close he said with a raised eyebrow "Jerry what are you doing there?" - "Going to ban her for loitering Mister Gallagher" the Guard replied with a hint of a smirk. <br><br>Mike smiled at the guards and shook his head "No Jerry, must be a mistake there. The lady was just leaving this table when I sat down. And she left her chips here" he explained, pointing at the stack of 100 Dollar chips on the table. "Look like a good 1500, 2000 Dollars here. So I doubt she's loitering. I was just watching them until she would remember where she had left them" he said with a charming smile towards the girl "I was hoping she would offer me a drink as a reward". <br><br>Jerry looked at the stack of chips he had not noticed on the table earlier "Well if that's so Mister Gallagher, then...well I guess everything is alright. My apologies Miss" he said with an apologetic nod towards the woman and a short look at Mike before he left with his partner.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 04:35:33</strong>
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				Desperation was coursing through Jaymie.&nbsp; If she didn’t do something tonight, find a couple of chips or something she was going to be high and dry in the city of lights.&nbsp; She stood proud as she walked in her silver heels and jeans that she had worn yesterday as well and the black tee shirt.&nbsp; Instead of pulling her hair back she now left it down to help her go unnoticed more easily.<br><br>There were two more rows in this Casino and she would have to move on.&nbsp; Perhaps it was time to try another one all together she thought as she ran her hands up her arms.&nbsp; The casino was far from being cold but she was chilled, it had to be the fear that she was a lost soul in a place that wouldn’t care.<br><br>She had known better then to do what she had done.&nbsp; Gamble her life away.&nbsp; But addiction didn’t always ease up on you.&nbsp; Trying a new drug one time could hook you for life and now that is how she felt.&nbsp; That she would do anything to save herself.<br><br>At the squeals of another winner her heart sank.&nbsp; That could have been her, it had been.&nbsp; Her dark green eyes glanced towards the commotion that was being made and then back, hoping others would want to take in what could happen to them as she walked slowly, looking, hoping to find just one chip, one token.<br><br>Jaymie had spotted the security guards talking to a man and then looking at her.&nbsp; Her heart skipped a beat as she changed her path slightly hoping to become lost in the crowd.&nbsp; She had to work her way to an exit but she couldn’t bolt or they would waste no time coming after her.&nbsp; <br><br>The inside of her lower lip was nearly raw from where she had been chewing it.&nbsp; The exit seemed to move farther and farther away from the more steps she took towards it.<br><br>“Excuse me Miss.”&nbsp; The young voice came from behind her.<br><br>There was no skipping a beat this time, her heart stopped.&nbsp; She knew without turning around who was speaking to her.&nbsp; Turning slowly she smiled at the two men, both were younger then her she would guess.&nbsp; “Is there something I can help you with?”&nbsp; Her eyes darted from one guard to the next as she tried to hold the fake smile.<br><br>“You need to come with us.&nbsp; We need to talk.”&nbsp; <br><br>“I was just leaving.”&nbsp; Jaymie could only hoped she sounded convincing.&nbsp; If she left on her own everything would be okay.&nbsp; She glanced at her wrist where her watch usually rode, having forgotten it no longer was hers.&nbsp; “I am late in meeting a friend for drinks.”<br><br>“They’ll wait.”&nbsp; The guard that had been doing all the talking took her elbow to guide her back in the direction she had been going before being spotted.<br><br>There was no use struggling Jaymie knew as fear took a harder grip on her.&nbsp; It clutched at her from the inside out; she could hear it laughing at her, saying I told you so.&nbsp; “I’ll go, just please let go of me.”&nbsp; It was bad enough that anyone saw her walking with the guards but it was worse that they had their hands on her like she was convict, a thief.&nbsp; Though most in this place wouldn’t care or even notice.&nbsp; She took a deep breath when the man let go over her arm.<br><br>She walked between them ignoring the stares that were being tossed her way.&nbsp; She owed these people nothing, if anything they owed her.<br><br>The man she had saw the guards talking to stopped them with a question.&nbsp; The guard answered the man, expressing aloud what they were doing and she could hear the smirk of satisfaction in his voice.&nbsp; It grated against her like nails on a chalkboard.<br><br>Her eyes widened as she looked at the man at the table and the stack of chips sitting before him.&nbsp; He had told the guards they were hers and he was watching them for her.&nbsp; A well-shaped brow rose above her left eye as she continued to stare at him.&nbsp; The exchange of words between the men shocking her.<br><br>She hadn’t even realized the guards had left as she stood there her dark green eyes boring into the man.&nbsp; “I guess I owe you a thank you.”&nbsp; Reaching up she pinned one side of her hair behind an ear.&nbsp; “So thank you for stepping in.”&nbsp; She gave him a small smile.&nbsp; “I would offer to buy you a drink but I can see you have one and well I need to be somewhere.”&nbsp; <br><br>Jaymie let her smile grow just a little as she let her shoulders rise and fall in a small shrug.&nbsp; “But thanks for the help.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 05:08:41</strong>
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				<em>"You'll never make it out of here by yourself you know"</em> Mike said with a small smile, not even looking at her but looking into his glass. He knew she had stopped and hadn't left. She didn't know that once she was banned from one Casino, others in the same chain were likely to follow.<em> "The Security Guards talk amongst each other you know. I've seen you around a lot in the pat two weeks, saw you going from happy, to sad, to desperate" </em>being sure of her attention he spoke in a rather low voice, there was no need to draw any attention to their conversation at all <em>"You know what comes after desperate? The strip, Downtown, any of the streets in between. You'll fall prey to one of the pimps that cruise the strip looking for Girls just like you and before you know it you'll be selling yourself just to get the next piece of crack" </em>he finished now looking at her again. <em>"Or alternatively, you just loose your room and then what? Sleep at the Greyhound station? Roam through McDonald's or Denny's hoping someone leaves some food on their tray? No showers? How long do you think the Casinos will let you in if your last shower had been days ago, or perhaps weeks?"</em><br><br>With a slight nod he motioned for her to have a seat<em> "Come on lets have a drink. I can offer you an alternative to get you out of this city and back home"</em> he said in a softer, less sarcastic and matter of fact tone. Waving at Judy he motioned to the Girl again<em> "Bring her whatever she wants Judy"</em> he said then waited for the girl to sit down and the drink to be served. taking another 20 from his pocket he placed it on Judy's tray with a small smile and nodded, giving her to understand she could go about her business. <br><br>Taking another cigarette from his etui, he left it open and offered the girl one as well. Lighting his&nbsp; then placing the lighter on the table he took a deep drag and exhaled slowly. <em>"I have watched you closely. In the beginning out of attraction. You are a beautiful woman after all, I wanted to see you before you flew back home to wherever that may be"</em> he took another drag , exhaled and sipped on his drink. <em>"Then I saw your luck change a little and man has it gotten worse since hm?"</em> raising an eyebrow he inhaled again, looking at her. She carried herself well despite her situation, he thought <em>"As I said, I can offer you an alternative. A ticket home, money, whatever you need. And to get that, you don't have to do anything else but what you did when you first came here"</em>. Mike smiled a little and took another sip from his drink, placing the glass back on the glass tabletop <em>"Gamble" </em>he said calmly.<em> "You don't have to take me up on my offer Miss, but I can tell you, Vegas isn't fun when you don't have a room and my guess would be you won't have one much longer hm? Luck has been bad lately"</em> he inhaled from his cigarette again and slowly exhaled, speaking through the smoke as he looked at her, taking in her every reaction, every slightest motion of her, before extinguishing the cigarette in the ashtray.<br><br>Tilting his head to the side and taking the chips off the table, playing with them between his fingers, he smiled a friendly open smile at her <em>"You can stay in my House, a week or two, depending on how long you will need to win the needed money and ticket. Your own room, as much food as you want, a pool, cool drinks at any time of the day, a hot shower whenever you feel like it, clean clothes" </em>he still smiled and shrugged a little <em>"but if you're not interested, you are of course free to go wherever you want to Miss. It's a free country"</em> he finished letting the chips rattle through his fingers once more before placing them in the pocket of his Jacket.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 15:23:10</strong>
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				As the man spoke Jaymie watched him as long as he wasn’t looking at her.&nbsp; He was ruggedly good looking, later thirties early forties might be closer.&nbsp; He was dressed to a T though, nice well fitting suit, one if she guessed was custom made for fit.&nbsp; The button up was the same color but a different shade of the tie he wore.&nbsp; His hair was dark brown, straight and he had it tied back.&nbsp; Just like the guy on the cover of romance novels that we women like to read and fantasize about.&nbsp; Right down to the scar that adorned his left cheek.&nbsp; It was easy for Jaymie to figure it out; the man was one of the higher ups at the casino, boss, head, maybe even owner.&nbsp; That is why the guards had not pressed that they take her but that they leave her with him.<br><br>He talked to her in a low respective tone as he eyed the drink on the table before her.&nbsp; His voice was smooth and deep.&nbsp; Even though his words were rough, he presented them in such a way that they made Jaymie feel as if the stranger might really care.&nbsp; A false warmth that she would refuse to accept.&nbsp; <br><br>The way he described what came next made her shudder inside.&nbsp; She wasn’t a whore and she wasn’t a drug addict.&nbsp; She just needed to figure a way out of the situation at hand.&nbsp; Her green eyes flashed quickly at the insinuation from him that she was or soon would be.&nbsp; She had started to speak but he went on, something in his voice telling her to listen and think, not to speak out of anger.&nbsp; She closed her mouth and took the offered seat timidly.<br><br>Jaymie had ordered a white wine thought something stronger would have been nice.&nbsp; But the wine glass with its stem would give her something to distract her if she needed it.&nbsp; And the moment the drink arrived she moved her hands up to toy with the stem.&nbsp; It was easier to listen to him if she didn’t look at him to know he was watching her.&nbsp; His watchful gaze as he talked brought back the feeling of being a little girl getting scorned by the man that was her father at the time.&nbsp; Or maybe it was that his words had found their mark was beginning to cut a wound she thought had healed many years ago.<br><br>The green eyes she had kept lowered behind long dark lashes now rose to look at him at the offered smoke.&nbsp; Between the drink and smoke she was going to pay dearly she could tell.&nbsp; With a shaking hand she took one of the cigarettes and then picked up the gold lighter he had lain beside them.&nbsp; A monogram stood out on it, again telling her this wasn’t just a helping hand.&nbsp; Smoking wasn’t something she did often mostly when she was stressed to the point of breaking or the few times she had been drunk.&nbsp; But tonight and this situation called for one.&nbsp; <br><br>Shaking hand or not she lit it like it was no big deal, laying the lighter back on the table with a little more thud then he had.&nbsp; When she exhaled the smoke provided a screen for a few second in which to watch him from behind.&nbsp; She could feel perplexity changing her the features on her face.&nbsp; The man admitted he had been watching her, so he knew more about her then what he say tonight sitting across from him.&nbsp; He had watched her downfall lick a animal watching its prey waiting for the right moment to attack.&nbsp; Jaymie could feel the nausea in her stomach begin to spread as she finished her wine and ordered another.<br><br>She inhaled from the cigarette between her fingers as he put his out and picked up a few of the chips that had been piled before him.&nbsp; They danced through his fingers, in and out, over and under.&nbsp; He did it with the ease of one who had been practicing for years to accomplish such a feat.&nbsp; <br><br>It was then she noticed he was missing the small finger on his left hand.&nbsp; The man had been tortured was the first thought that came to mind.&nbsp; And that voice in her head told her to run and run fast.&nbsp; But she sat that exhaling the smoke as she turned her head to the side slightly.<br><br>Red lights, sirens, and flags all the things that told you to get moving were going off in her head and still Jaymie sat there.&nbsp; The sounds of the room had been forgotten.&nbsp; The others who hoped to win and could end up like her were pushed away.&nbsp; The lights, the conversations everything had been put on mute as she sat there listening to him tell her he would take her in and all she had to do was gamble her way back.&nbsp; That is what she had been trying to do.&nbsp; <br><br>But he was offering her more.&nbsp; He was offering a setting that she could quite possibly control if she put her mind to it.&nbsp; The down side to that was she didn’t know a lot about playing cards or throwing the dice.&nbsp; <br><br>But to be able to do what she wanted, when she wanted, hang at the pool, hot showers, a kitchen; the offer was too good to be true.&nbsp; And it would be a way for her to get home or at least out of Vegas.&nbsp; It was her turn to talk.<br><br>After taking one more drag from the cigarette, putting the less then half of the unfinished stick into the ashtray she looked at him.&nbsp; Once again her fingers toyed with the stem of the fresh drink that had been brought to her.<br><br>Before she could say a word he had hidden the chips once more away in the pocket of his jacket out of sight.&nbsp; Yes he had been toying with her that was clear.<br><br>“Mr… Gallagher.”&nbsp; She smiled across the table at him as she had remembered what the guard and the waitress had called him and at his nod that she was correct.&nbsp; “You are a generous man for the offer that you have made to me.&nbsp; To me a complete stranger.”&nbsp; &nbsp;One hand came up to touch her fingertips to her chest.&nbsp; “But I have sat here and listened to you.&nbsp; That you have stalked me from afar for my time spent here.&nbsp; You were waiting until I was so far down that you would hope I would jump at the offer.&nbsp; You mentioned the strip and Downtown and earning my way out of my situation.&nbsp; You painted the ugly scenario of it all.&nbsp; But aren’t you doing the same thing?” <br><br>Jaymie paused to take a sip of the wine in the glass.&nbsp; “Yes of course your offer compared to the pimp in the dark alley is more then inviting.&nbsp; But are you any better then he is other then I get to make more choices myself and the setting is well,” She shrugged, “I am assuming much better.”<br><br>The bravado she had was beginning to slip.&nbsp; “I have a question for you Mr. Gallagher.”&nbsp; Jaymie sat up resting her arms on the edge of the table.&nbsp; “What’s the catch?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 16:01:34</strong>
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				Mike watched her play with the glass, the way her hand went up to her chest once. The changing expressions. he knew his words had hit home deeply. And while they would of course have a desired effect they were all too true and from her reaction he thought that she too might have allready heard some stories about those who were out of luck in Vegas. Slowly, with the supremacy of a Lion resting on rock while looking at his prey he took another cigarette and lit it. Inhaling deeply he smiled at her words and for the first time looked deeply into her eyes. He admired them, they were the type of eyes a man could loose himself in, if he allowed himself to do so. She had overheard his name, it poke for her that she would pay attention to small details and even manage to remember them in a situation like this.<br><br>"I can see where you might think that I am no better than the Pimp on the street. There are a few differences Miss. A few important differenc" he said calmly, his hand motioning while he spoke. He took another sip from his drink and inhaled deeply again, blowing out the smoke towards the Casino floor. "First of all, I will not force you to roam the streets at night, a question of time until you fall prey to any of the countless Intellectually challenged people who unfortunately inhabit this city". Slowly he tilt his head a little, inhaling from his cigarette again, watching her as he spoke.<br><br>"Secondly, you would not be a prisoner. You would not be forced to do anything. You would at any given time be free to leave my house the way and with what you had entered it. An option no pimp will give you. And last but not least Miss" he leaned a little closer "I am known in this city, I have a reputation to loose. I am not a monster and I do give you the one thing you would never get on the streets. The choice to come with me, or to go your way. I have watched you yes, I was actually hoping you would find your own way back out of this city. But you didn't and that is why I am offering you what I did".<br><br>A catch, Mike smiled. He loved her way of putting things, of knowing that he would not do so out of the pure goodness of his heart. "Alright" here's the catch Miss. Listen carefully, I will only say it once" he took another deep drag from his cigarette, held the smoke in for a moment and exhaled slowly, looking deeply into her eyes to make sure she understood what he was saying. "We are both adults. If you accept my offer, you will stay at my house at the conditions mentioned before, to do basically as you please. You will gamble a game or two per day with me and a few friends. We will bet money on the games, most likely Poker or Blackjack, while you will be wagering something else" he paused for a moment, to let his words sink in before he continued.<br><br>"If you win a Game, you will get to keep the money but" he raise the hand that held the cigarette a little "you have to wager it and give us two games, to have a chance to win it back" again he paused briefly, taking a sip from his drink and extinguishing his cigarette in the ashtray "If you loose without having the money to pay, your other wager will come to play" he looked at her and raised his eyebrows a little "If you loose you will have to pay with what you have. You have to do whatever the winner of the hand desires of you. Of course within reason. I would not allow you to be beaten to death or anything like that" after a moment he added "Another thing that differences me from a Pimp". Leaning back in his chair he still looked at her.<br><br>"You will have to do what the winner sees fit for the amount that was wagered by us. As soon as you sit at the table you agree to the terms and no will not be an option until the debt, if it would occur, is paid" he said shaking his head slowly.<br><br>"That is the offer, those are the terms. They are non negotiable and the offer will expire when my glass is empty" he said nodding towards his mostly empty glass before taking another one of his frequent sips, leaving another perhaps two left to drink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 22:06:51</strong>
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				So he thought himself to be different then the average pimp.&nbsp; She would agree he was but not by far.&nbsp; He knew she had nothing to wager with except her self.&nbsp; But she sat there listening to him talk, mulling over his words.&nbsp; Her eyes never left him now, she watched as he brought the cigarette to his lips to inhale and to slowly exhale it from his body.<br><br>He had taken a sip from his glass sitting it back down in the same circle of condensation that it had come from, perfectly.&nbsp; His words were playing in slow motion through her mind like a song that couldn’t be shook loose.&nbsp; <br><br>Jaymie understood the wager but it was her against him and who know how many others.&nbsp; She didn’t have a chance and the games he had mentioned were her worst.&nbsp; He knew he had her by the proverbial balls.&nbsp; When he looked deeply at her she held his gaze.&nbsp; There was no use being shy or timid she still had a sense of being proud even if it was all she had to hold her together.<br><br>Again her brow shot up, she was to be passed around like a single bottle of drink between bums except these men were not bums.&nbsp; Jaymie now knew this man wasn’t the owner of the casino nor did he even worked for them.&nbsp; He was a scavenger just as she was finding playthings for him and his friends. He had admitted to that when he said he had a reputation in this town and plenty to loose.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was a shame he couldn’t pick up a girl the normal way because he was easy to look at and his tenor voice was soothing like a warm blanket being wrapped around her.<br><br>Her hand went up to brush through her hair as she looked around the casino where she had become a scavenger.&nbsp; There wasn’t a single soul in this room that cared if she lived or died except herself.&nbsp; The man across from her was offering a possible way to get out of here.&nbsp; Or was he?&nbsp; She looked back at him letting her dark green eyes study his face, the way he sat and again what he wore.<br><br>He was no pimp but he was a player and he only played for high stakes.&nbsp; If she hadn’t been so desperate she would have be flattered that he thought enough of her to consider her a high enough stake to bargain for.<br><br>As he talked she had hoped for time to think it over but he had given her done.&nbsp; He could make the drink before him last or he could demand for an answer in one swallow.<br><br>Again it hit her, he had left her no choice really unless being between a rock and hard place was a choice.&nbsp; He had played his cards well and she had no doubt that he would again.<br><br>The inner banter of do I or don’t I was playing tug of war inside her.&nbsp; It was all Jaymie could do to keep it from showing on the outside.&nbsp; A couple of days, maybe a week and she should have enough to get her home and then she would deal with what was left of her life.<br><br>Jaymie held a hand out across the table.&nbsp; “Deal.”&nbsp; She was signing her soul over to the good-looking devil that sat across from her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 22:33:39</strong>
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				Mike watched her every move, paying close attention to every little reaction of hers. She seemed appalled, concerned, disgusted...perhaps all of the above, perhaps a totally different emotion. What was absolutely clear was the fact, that she knew fair well that he was telling her the obvious and that she knew she wouldn't have a snowball's chance in hell to make it out on her own. For a moment he hesitated, he could just give her the 2000 Dollar in chips he had in his pocket, even write her a bigger check if need be and send her on her way. The problem was that he wanted her. He was attracted to her from the first time he had seen her and still was. Sharing her with his friends ... well if he had to, he would though he hoped that he would hold the winning hand when it came down to it.<br><br>His eyes followed hers as she gazed around the Casino, probably realizing that no one in this place, in this whole town would give a damn wether she lived or died. Wether she would make it home or starve on the Streets of this city. The Casinos wouldsee her as a nuisance that would be dealt with, the tourists would see her as a beggar, a lowlife and the predators ... they would feast upon her as if he was the 3 Dollar 50 lunch buffet at the Excalibur. <br><br><em>'Deal' </em>she had said which prompted Mike to raise his eyebrow for a moment and look at her. She gave in quicker than he had thought. Sure she knew the situation and the risks she was taking, yet he had thought she would question the possibilities, try and scroll through the fine print of the deal. He nodded slowly, took her hand and shook it gently yet firm enough to let her know he planned on keeping his end of the bargain before finishing his drink, then took his cigarettes and lighter and slowly stood up. As she still sat on her chair his 6 foot towered over her, a situation he wanted to change as soon as possible. he did not mean to intimidate her. Extending his hand toward her he smiled <em>"Shall we go then? Do we need to stop by your old Hotel? Anything of value left there? Or do you have everything you need? You will get new clothes at the house"</em> he added eyeing her briefly again.<br><br>As she stood he ushered her towards the main entrance, through the Casino and towards the side of the Building. Once outside he nodded at the Valet <em>"I guess it's time to turn in Frank"</em> - <em>"Sure Mister Gallagher. I will have you car here in a minute"</em> the young man replied and before too long he heard the familiar sound of his Benz being driven around the corner to the entrance. Before the valet had exited the car Mike had allready opened the passenger door for her to take a seat. After she did so, he closed the door behind her and handed the Valet a 20 Dollar bill before walking around the vehicle and sitting behind the wheel. Once he was inside he took the phone and dialed a local number.<br><br><em>"Candice, good to hear you. Mike here. Listen Candy, I have a friend staying with me for a week or two. The Airline has lost all her luggage and she needs clothes desperately. Can you come over to the house and bring a nice variety with you?"</em> Listening to the woman on the other end he smiled <em>"I was thinking mostly leisurely dresses, a Bikini or two and some more elegant evening wear. And yes, she also requires underwear as I said, all her luggage has been send to Rio"</em> he smiled. After another short pause his smile widened <em>"Alright Candy, thanks. I see you in about two hours then. Just tell Tom that I told you to come up when you buzz a the gate".</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 00:13:38</strong>
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				The minute he took her hand Jaymie knew he was indeed the devil and the only way she would get out was to sell her soul along with her body.<br><br>He was not as tall as she had thought he would be but still sitting or standing the man would tower over her five foot seven frame.&nbsp; She didn’t take the offered hand that he held out to her to help her off the seat.&nbsp; Perhaps she had agreed to his terms but she would do them her own way.&nbsp; <br><br>Jaymie kept her eyes to the front as they walked through the casino anyone looking at the man in a custom made suit and the girl in the jeans and tee shirt knew they didn’t belong together.&nbsp; The way she was dressed at the moment she couldn’t give off the air of being a hooker that he had picked up even.&nbsp; She truly looked like a vagabond he had picked up to save and release back into freedom when he was done playing with her.&nbsp; The man didn’t even know her name.<br><br>Waiting until his car was being brought around she finally decided to answer his question.&nbsp; “Yes I would like to stop by my hotel.&nbsp; Perhaps you think I have nothing of value but to me its everything.”&nbsp; True she only had a couple other pairs of jeans, four or five shirts and a too big tee shirt that was signed by her favorite group.&nbsp; She had had it for years and you really had to look now to see the signatures on it.&nbsp; But to her it meant something.&nbsp; <br><br>He opened the door letting her into the front seat.&nbsp; Having not said anything to her about making the stop.&nbsp; Jaymie wasn’t even sure he would and that scared her that she would only have what she had on and nothing more that was hers and not borrowed.&nbsp; That he offered her clothes at the house told her that she wasn’t the first he had done this with and she was certain she wouldn’t be the last.<br><br>The thought of sinking lower flitted across her mind.&nbsp; If doing so was even a possibility.&nbsp; Mr. Gallagher slid behind of the wheel of the expensive car.&nbsp; He didn’t look at her, he didn’t speak to her, he only picked up his phone to make a call.<br><br>Jaymie looked across the leather seat at the man as he blatantly lied to the woman on the other end.&nbsp; Her mouth dropped open.&nbsp; Now instead of just being a plaything she was going to be a dress up doll.&nbsp; &nbsp;Fuming she sat in her seat with her hands clutched in her lap.&nbsp; Her teeth were clenched shut so tightly that her jaw ached.<br><br>Still she waited and as soon as he put the car into drive she spoke, keeping her dark green eyes in front of her.&nbsp; Because if she looked at him and he was smirking, Jaymie was afraid she would fly across the seat and scratch his face.<br><br>“I have my own clothes thank you.&nbsp; If you don’t like the way I am dressed then you should have thought about before you made the offer.”&nbsp; She could get by in jeans.&nbsp; It wasn’t what she was used to wearing but they were hers.&nbsp; True back home she had a closet full of skirts and silk dress slacks and the like but they were only clothes.&nbsp; “I don’t need the hand out of clothes. So if you don’t mind stopping by the Wild Wild West… thank you Mr. Gallagher.&nbsp; ”&nbsp; His name Jaymie had almost spit out as her knuckles turned white from the tight grip her hands had on each other.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 00:39:37</strong>
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				Mike smiled a little as he turned onto the Strip and drove in the direction of the Wild Wild West. <em>"Pride is a wonderful thing to have. And it is admirable that you still posses it even in your situation"</em> he said calmly. His voice was warm and soft, not arrogant or belittling, but seemed as if he meant what he said. <em>"And yes I know you are feeling pretty low and bad right now, I can imagine, but its no reason for you to ruin those nice fingers you have"</em> he said motioning with his hand towards hers, having noticed how she clutched them together.<br><br><em>"And as far as the clothes go. I am not handing out alms for the poor to feel better, I am not doing it to feel better about what I am doing, don't get me wrong. I am doing it for two reasons. One being that I like making gifts, if you would know me better or longer, you would know that. And secondly, there might be the odd occasion where you could accompany me to. And a pair of Jeans is not always fitting. Also" </em>he paused smiling a little to himself <em>"Unless you want to skinnydip, you may need a Bikini or two if you want to use the pool".</em><br><br>When they pulled into the Parkinglot he drove close to the entrance and then parked the car, turning off the ignition. Turning towards her, his left arm leaning on the steeringwheel he looked into her eyes again, a mild expression in his and sighed quietly.<br><br><em>"You can still say no, leave the car and do a you wish. But if you want to really go through with it, we may as well be civil about it. I am not doing this as an experiment, I am not in the habit of doing this. It was actually an idea that came to me just a few days ago"</em>. Mike looked at her and inhaled deeply, holding his breath for a moment before exhaling and said<em> "We might as well be civil about it. If it is a deal, then it's a deal, we both will see where it goes and what happens. Who knows, perhaps you win from the beginning even and nothing will happen other than that you will leave my house in a few days with three suitcases full of clothes, a ticket and a few thousand Dollars in your purse. I can assure you the cards will not be tampered with, a fresh sealed pack every day and I will introduce you to the games before we even begin playing. If I wanted a quick lay, I could have that somewhere else. Yes I would help you and I will in the way I have offered. But nothing in life comes for free. Though in your case"</em> he paused again and thought of how she must feel. For a moment he could place himself in her position, was even tempted to give her the money, but that was not him. He shook his head a little, more to clear the thought from his mind and his tongue went across his lower lip in thought. When he spoke again his voice was still warm and soft<em> "it may very well be free if you don't loose".</em><br><br><em>"And since we will be in close quarters"</em> he paused and thought of his house <em>"well...more or less. We might as well start our civilized venture by introducing ourselves. I'm Mike"</em> he said extending his hand <em>"You know the last name though I would very much appreciate it if you called me Mike". </em>Awaiting her answer he smiled then he added <em>"Do you need help or would you prefer if I waited here?"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 01:17:13</strong>
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				Relief flooded through her when he did indeed turn towards her hotel.&nbsp; When he had spoke before to her his tenor voice had been warming but there had been too much confidence in it.&nbsp; He has used his underlying tone to lord himself above her.&nbsp; His voice now had done a one eighty.&nbsp; It was warm and soft but the confidence had been tucked away. <br><br>&nbsp;She hadn’t looked at him, not straight on but she was watching him from the corner of his eye.&nbsp; And now he seemed to understand her and her situation.<br><br>At his motioning to her hands Jaymie had released them.&nbsp; They still rested in her lap but they were not clutched as if she was holding on to life as they had been.&nbsp; <br><br>Jaymie would have sworn she heard a smile in his voice as he talked about why he had offered her the clothes, especially a bathing suit.&nbsp; At least she knew she was not expected to wander around his place nude.&nbsp; And that she honestly found surprising.&nbsp; <br><br>Had they met another way maybe she would know more about him.&nbsp; But they hadn’t and all she had to base how he was… was on the way he had been to her so far.&nbsp; Offering to let herself gamble her way out of her situation but in another forum.&nbsp; The man wasn’t dense she knew she he couldn’t have possibly thought she would think differently of him.<br><br>She had wanted to open the door and run as soon as they had pulled into the parking lot of her hotel. Running to lock herself in a room.&nbsp; But Jaymie was a woman of her word and she had told the man she would accept his bargain.<br><br>When he turned in the seat after turning off the car to look at her, she did the same.&nbsp; She gave him the benefit and let her eyes hold his as she talked.&nbsp; If she had thought he had flipped to the other side of the coin earlier now she was taken back at what he was saying.<br><br>His voice was even softer, so soft that it could have been a caress against her skin.&nbsp; Gone was the voice that made her fear him.&nbsp; Gone was the voice that had lorded over her being replaced with one of sympathy and understanding.&nbsp; He wasn’t tossing her to the wolves and leading the pack.&nbsp; But Jaymie still wasn’t convinced this wasn’t just a rich man’s game of hunt and destroy either.<br><br>“I would prefer you waited here.”&nbsp; She didn’t offer this time to take his extended hand as she pulled on the handle to open the door.&nbsp; Slipping from her seat she stood, leaning back down.&nbsp; “I’ll only be a moment.”&nbsp; She started to rise and walk away but thought better of it. “And the name is Jaymie Carter.”&nbsp; <br><br>The car door was pushed close as she went inside to gather her things.&nbsp; She had asked them hold them for her until tonight as it was.&nbsp; They were hidden somewhere by the front desk employee that had been on when she left earlier, not in a room.&nbsp; She had left tonight hoping to come up with enough to pay for a room for one more night.&nbsp; Was this a sign of better times or the end?&nbsp; Jaymie didn’t know and didn’t want to think about it right now.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 01:42:33</strong>
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				Mike watched her as he spoke with her, as always, allready a habit of his when it came to her, reading her expressions. She seemed surprised. Was it because he actually showed sympathy for her situation? Was it because he didn't sound like a monster in a suit? Now that she was gone to get her belongings he smiled to himself <em>"A monster in a suit" </em>he said to himself <em>"Oh girl"</em> slowly he shook his head.<br><br>As she returned with her belongings and had sat back in the car he started it back up and going out of the parkinglot he drove back on the strip<em> "In that case hello Jaymie" </em>he said with a smile. Mike's mind went back to the time he had watched her. Those Jeans she was wearing, they seemed loose. She seemed to have lost some weight during those two weeks. Probably barely able to get enough money together for the room she had occupied. Mot certainly not having enough left for a real meal. <br><br>Mike turned from the La's Vegas Boulevard and drove Rio up towards the hills. Again he reached for the telephone <em>"You like Italian food?"</em> he asked while dialing a number <em>"Luigi? Ciao Ragazzo, come stai?"</em> he smiled then after a pause went on <em>"Ahh good. Listen Luigi, send me up two orders of Rigatoni al Forno and an order of Aglio Pagnotta along with some of your delicious Tiramisu, will you?"</em> again he paused and then smiled again <em>"Great, thanks, A risentirci Luigi"</em> he hung up the phone.<br><br><em>"Sorry for my being blunt assuming you had not yet had Dinner. But I thought it might be nice to have Dinner together, talk, get to know each other" </em>he said looking over at her occasionally. Slowly the lights from the few houses on the mountains came into view. Almost 10 miles out of the city, spread out, a few hundred yards between them there were five in total, overlooking the Las Vegas Valley, the whole city in all its splendor, when viewed from up here it really was a sight, as long as one stayed away from it and didn't come too close. <br><br>Turning left from the main road he turned into which was his driveway. The road curved along the mountain until it came to a tall iron gate which was connected to a wall that surrounded his whole property. On top of hill the property itself was comprised of the house was brightly lit. The manicured garden with its hedges, flowerbeds and the two fountains were also lit. Mike pulled on the lid of an overhead compartment and pressed a button before closing the lid again as the gate slowly and almost silently rolled open to both sides of the wall.<br><em><br>"There we are"</em> he said as he slowly he drove up to the house, driving around the white gravel circular ending of the driveway he stopped right in font of the house. As he opened the door the warm night air welcomed him. Not stuffy and heavy with exhaust fumes and noise from the city, but clean, fresh and only the sounds of the wind and the crickets were to hear. He took a deep breath, glad to be back out of the city and closed his door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 02:44:13</strong>
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				Well she had come with two suitcases and was now leaving with a small one only partially full.&nbsp; &nbsp;When she had everything now it hit more home how much she had lost.&nbsp; It wasn’t about stuff it was about her dignity.&nbsp; And Jaymie had been on the verge of losing that as well.&nbsp; Now she had a chance of holding on to it if she was lucky.&nbsp; <br><br>That thought made her roll her eyes as she opened the back door of the car to put her case in.&nbsp; Luck had not been something she seemed to have much of the last week and half.&nbsp; Maybe it was time for a change.<br><br>When he told her hello Jaymie smiled a little.&nbsp; “Hello Mike.”&nbsp; She was a little more at ease but still Jaymie knew not to let her guard down.&nbsp; She had always been taught if it was too good to be true, it probably was.&nbsp; And this would fall under that category.<br><br>The man had made a phone call arranging for dinner to be delivered to them and he had done so in fluid Italian.&nbsp; When he had apologized for assuming she hadn’t eaten Jaymie just smiled over at him her mind was more on where they were heading.&nbsp; <br><br>He was heading out of town, she tried not to let her unease show.&nbsp; The light from the city was behind them as he headed for the mountains.&nbsp; Jaymie had made a mistake and let Mike’s smooth talking and sincerity win her over and now.&nbsp; She pushed herself up in the seat to sit straighter, her hand moving to rest on her thigh where she could grab the door handle in a hurry if she needed too.&nbsp; Though she wouldn’t be able to run in the shoes she had one but she would try, she had too.<br><br>The silence of the car was deafening as they climbed higher finally lights began to appear as a few houses could be seen sitting in the distance.&nbsp; She had wanted to look behind her as he drove but was afraid it would give her self away.&nbsp; <br><br>Mike turned off the road, stopping to hit a button to open a tall wrought iron gate.&nbsp; Why anyone this far out of town and this secluded would need a gate and wall around their house was amazing but all the rich people had them.&nbsp; Thinking they would keep others out.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes looked around as they entered the gate, farther up the hill his house came into view bathed in light shining like a beacon in the dark.&nbsp; But Jaymie thought it was to keep the shadows of the mountains around at bay.&nbsp; But this was nothing like she expected as she let her eyes drink in the manicured hedges that lined gardens with lighted walkways through them.&nbsp; Walkways that ledto fountains with soft lights shining from behind the gentle falling waters.&nbsp; <br><br>The place was magnificent by night she could only imagine how it would look in the light of day.&nbsp; An oasis springing up for the side of the mountain.&nbsp; That is where her thoughts were when she opened the car door to step out onto night air.<br><br>It had been so long since Jaymie had breathed in such fresh air.&nbsp; Here there were no sounds of car horns or sirens or yelling.&nbsp; Here it was peaceful.&nbsp; So peaceful that it would be easy for her to forget why she was here.<br><br>She smiled across the car roof at him.&nbsp; “You have a beautiful place Mike.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 03:21:48</strong>
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				Mike had noticed how she had tensed up as they had left the city. Her mind was probably racing through all sorts of rape scenarios, he thought and he couldn't blame her. She was desperate, yes. But she was also courageous for even stepping into a car with a man whom she didn't know. He decided on courageous as she did not seem to be the naive type at all. But seeing her smile now convinced him that she more at ease. <br><br>The smile was an honest one, not out of politeness or to mask insecurity. It was an honest smile. <em>"Thank you Jaymie"</em> he replied, returning the smile. <em>"Has cost me a lot of work to get where I am and I enjoy it. It is nice and calm here, peaceful. Nothing like that city down there. We will eat on the terrace once the food is here, you have a superb view of the city from there".</em> he said walking to the backdoor of the car and took her suitcase <em>"Here I'll get it in for you". </em><br><br>As they approached the house a woman opened the door and nodded <em>"Good evening Sir. Would you like me to take this?"</em> she asked motioning towards the suitcase as she stepped back to let them enter the house. Mike shook his head <em>"No Mary it alright. Mary, this is Miss Carter, she will be staying here for a week or two. Jaymie, this is Mary. She cleans, cooks and is normally not even supposed to be here anymore. She has a small place on the other side of the backgarden"</em> he said with a smile towards the woman.<br><br><em>"I am sorry Sir, I just wanted to finish with cleaning the guest rooms. They had not been cleaned in a few days. But I am done now, just saw you drive up and so I thought I would stay and see if you need anything"</em> with a polite nod she greeted Jaymie <em>"If you don't need me then I will be off"</em>. - <em>"Sure Mary. Good night"</em> Mike replied and sat the suitcase by the door.<br><br>Placing the carkeys in a small bowl on the table that stood by the door he briefly looked into he huge mirror which hung over the table. Then he turned and looked at Jaymie, motioning with his hand across the entrance hall with its white and grey marble floor, the creamcolored walls with paintings and tapestries depicting nature scenes, mostly rivers and waterfalls, the broad staircase leading upstairs in a halfcircle and the two double doors leading to the other parts of the downstairs <em>"Well this is it. Welcome to my home. Would you like to see your room first and freshen up before we eat? The food should be here any minute"</em> he asked, looking at Jaymie with an open smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 04:18:45</strong>
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				That he had ones who worked for him didn’t come as a surprise to Jaymie.&nbsp; The gardens told her he had outside help so inside help she had expected.&nbsp; As he introduced her to the woman that had met them at the door Jaymie had nodded and smiled.&nbsp; “Nice to meet you.”&nbsp; <br><br>Even though he had told her this wasn’t something he did out of habit, she still couldn’t help but wonder.&nbsp; Especially since the woman hadn’t seemed surprised to see him bring a woman home and explain that she would be staying for an extended length of time.<br><br>True that employers didn’t have to explain themselves to their employees but see seemed to have worked for him a while.&nbsp; Good domestic help was hard to find and even harder to keep.&nbsp; Jaymie could assume the woman had worked for him for quite some time.<br><br>As the woman took her leave Jaymie couldn’t keep from letting her eyes roam the foyer. The white and gray marble on the floor she would take for Italian and some of the artwork on the walls was originals or damn good forgeries.&nbsp; Her eyes danced up the polished railing of the staircase.&nbsp; It was like something from a movie.&nbsp; The place was amazing and she had only stepped in the door.<br><br>Mike’s question to her had brought her out of her daydream.&nbsp; “If you don’t mind.”&nbsp; She felt out of place in his home the way she was dressed and knowing she had worn her jeans for two days.&nbsp; <br><br>Jaymie blamed it more on the where she had met him and why; that made her feel the way she did.&nbsp; But at least if she could wash her face and brush her hair to pull back and change her clothes maybe it would help with the way she felt.&nbsp; Of course his being dressed in a suit and tie wasn’t helping the way she felt.&nbsp; But as he looked at her and smiled, she could see that the smile was sincere.&nbsp; It almost reached his dark brown eyes.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 04:39:31</strong>
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				Mike was still looking at her and noticed her slight change in expression as she looked around<em> "No worries. Please don't be one of the people who come into a house and are afraid to touch anything"</em> he said with a smile as he picked up her suitcase and motioned towards the staircase. Leading her upstairs he continued<em> "The floors are made to walk on, furniture is made to be used and so on. Yes it is nice, but it's a house and it's meant to be used as one. I can't stand people who sit on plastic or who run around in felt slippers out of panic they could bring a nick into the floor with their shoes"</em> he smiled. <br><br>As they reached the upstairs he walked down the right hallway and led her to a room. Opening the door and turning on the light he went inside and smiled at her to follow him. Setting the suitcase on a small footstool by the bed he motioned around <em>"Well, that's it. Your room"</em> he smiled. The room was big, the thick beige carpet giving way softly when one walked on it and the big kingsize bed with its mahogany bedposts, the dresser, closet doors, the Vanity all was of the same wood, dark blue velvet curtains and bedspread giving a nice contrast.<br><br>Walking to the door on the side of the room he opened it and turned on the light as well <em>"And here is your bathroom."</em> motioning inside where she found a corner tub sink and toilet as well as a walk-in shower. All seemed to be the same kind of marble a the downstairs flooring, the faucets and handles in a golden contrast. He smiled <em>"No worries, its not real gold. Would be a waste" </em>he said jokingly.<br><em><br>"My room is down the other hallway, the only door in it. It's a bit bigger. I hope this will suffice you" </em>he asked her with a raised eyebrow and a smile and walking to the door he took the handle then turned to look at her again <em>"Then I will be seeing you in about 30 minutes for Dinner. We'll eat on the Terrace. When you come down the stairs its through the double doors on the right, then straight through the living room. You can't really miss it"</em> he said, nodded with a welcoming smile and closed the door behind him. <br><br>Standing in front of her door for a moment Mike smiled, then went to his room to change into something more comfortable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 05:11:44</strong>
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				She had followed him up the stairs her fingertips trailing along the polished wood as she went.&nbsp; Mike was rambling on about using a house for a house or some such thing.&nbsp; Jaymie was barely listening to him as she tried to take in everything as they made their way down the right hallways.<br><br>The room he had led her took her breath away.&nbsp; She had just come from a hotel room that she had paid twenty eight dollars a night for and the carpet hadn’t matched the bedspread.<br><br>The wood in the room was as rich as the wood of the staircase.&nbsp; The mahogany standing out against the light carpet.&nbsp; A carpet that made you want to wrinkle your toes in it as you walked.&nbsp; A laugh escaped her lips when her eyes landed on the blue velvet bedspread.&nbsp; It was exactly like the one she had had in her room growing up.&nbsp; More expensive she was sure but still it brought back a good memory.<br><br>The bathroom was as big as the hotel room she had just left.&nbsp; If she weren’t careful she would find herself lost in this house.&nbsp; Jaymie didn’t know but she assumed the man worked so she would have plenty of time to explore.&nbsp; It didn’t occur to her that he might mind.<br><br>“It will more then suffice.”&nbsp; She was giddy as she smiled at him.&nbsp; The thought of why she was here had slipped away for now.&nbsp; <br><br>As soon as the bedroom door closed Jaymie let herself fall back on the bed with her arms spread above her head.&nbsp; A quick glance at the clock on the bedside table told her she needed to freshen up though if she was going to meet him for the dinner he had ordered for them.<br><br>Jaymie hated to admit to herself that she could get used to this but she couldn’t let herself.<br><br>Ten minutes later she was changed and had her hair pulled back in a ponytail.&nbsp; Nothing adorned it, only the elastic that held it.&nbsp; But she had on fresh jeans and a fresh tee shirt with her only button up over it left open.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking her time as she made her way back down the stairs and through the double glass doors to the right of the foyer.&nbsp; The theme of the house was carried out through the living room.&nbsp; It was done with taste but comfortable looking at the same time.&nbsp; But it also had that feel of a having been decorated for a photo shoot in a magazine.&nbsp; It was almost too perfect for a man.&nbsp; Which made Jaymie wonder if there was a woman, other then Mary, the housekeeper that hung around.&nbsp; Perhaps not living here but visited often.<br><br>The doors to the terrace were open letting a soft warm breeze blow in.&nbsp; Before stepping out to a table that had been set she took a deep breath of the clean air.<br><br>Mike was standing at the railing with his back to her.&nbsp; “Thank you for the nice room.”&nbsp; It really had been more then she expected.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 05:34:16</strong>
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				Mike turned as he heard her thanking him and looked at her <em>"No worries at all Jamie"</em> he replied warmly with a smile. <em>"Dinner actually got here early and I had barely time to change into something more leisure"</em> he continued. Having changed from his suit to a pair of white trousers and a black button shirt, the first few buttons open to allow enough air to touch his skin he felt a little overdressed. But once Candy was there she would change the matter. Not that he minded being overdressed in Jaymie's presence but he wanted her to feel comfortable. She would be much more at ease if she was comfortable.<br><br>Walking over to the chairs he pulled one back and nodded for her to take a seat, sliding the chair underneath her before walking over to his own.<em> "The Rigatoni are delicious as is the Bread. I thought we could have a little Asti with Dinner. It's a bit more bubbly than the wine you had earlier but it tastes nice and fits the Rigatony well. Though careful, too much can make one"</em> he paused for a moment looking for an uncompromising word <em>"lightheaded"</em> he finished. <br><br>Letting her take food to her plate first he sipped his drink then took some food as well and began to eat slowly. <em>"I will be in town tomorrow for a few hours"</em> he said so feel free to use the pool or anything else you wish around the house" he said with a smile. <em>"I will show you the pool after we ate and after Candy is gone again. And please don't hold back on the clothes either, alright. As I said, I like to make gifts, I enjoy it. So feel free to take anything you like and accept anything I like as well"</em> he smiled charming at Jaymie.<br><br>Mike watched her eat as he was eating and occasionally having a sip of his drink. Pouring them both another glass after they were almost finished he smiled briefly then continued to eat. His eyes met with hers occasionally and he again noticed how deep and beautiful they were. He could not deny himself being strongly attracted to the woman before him, yet he figured any advance tonight might trigger an unwanted reaction in her. <br><br>Weighing the possibilities he looked over the Valley, the moon slowly rising above the opposite mountainrange, the lights of the city and he wondered how it would develop. How she would take to loosing, because she would loose. Not always of course and there was a chance that she would win the first ten or fifteen hands straight and would walk out never looking back. Yet chances were she would loose often enough. Who would win the "pot" who would win her then? For a moment he wondered if he was concerned about this for another reason than being able to have her once or twice. If he was actually that attracted to her that he did not want to share her. Smiling again he looked back at Jaymie <em>"Beautiful, hm?"</em> he asked, talking about her yet hinting towards the valley as he decided he would better not make a decision as to why he was thinking about that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 13:42:40</strong>
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				From the room she had been given or maybe it was had been her state of mind at the moment but she hadn’t heard a doorbell to say that dinner had arrived.<br><br>A small groan had escaped her lips riding out on a breath when he had turned around to have the lights of the garden and the city behind him. More leisure, the man was still in white trousers and a black button up shirt that showed off part of his chest and she was once again in jeans and tee.&nbsp; Jaymie had tried to dress it up a little putting the silver heels back on and adding the small plaid button up over it.&nbsp; But had been for naught she could see.<br><br>That wasn’t entirely true, it had been for her and she did feel better even though she still was not dressed as nice as he was.&nbsp; And these jeans fit her a little better though they too hung on her hips. The shirt she wore over her tee shirt helped to hide that a little.&nbsp; But at one time, not to long ago, that thought causing her to sigh to herself.&nbsp; They had fit her like a glove, not overly tight on her but they fit well causing her curves to be accentuated.<br><br>“Thank you.” Again it wasn’t more then a whisper as he pulled her chair out for her before seating himself.&nbsp; Jaymie listened to Mike’s voice filled with warmth as he spoke about the food and the wine he has chosen to go with it.&nbsp; She knew it wasn’t true but his voice was magical to her, she could feel it drawing her in closer to him.&nbsp; It was funny how sometimes a sound or a light touch can say and do so much more then an act that some consider intimate.<br><br>He had been right, the food was out of this world; her tongue danced when she placed the bite on top of it and slowly removed the tines of the silver fork.&nbsp; She chewed slowly, savoring the bite.&nbsp; Could it be that she hadn’t had a so-called good meal in over a week or longer?&nbsp; Perhaps but at the moment she felt as though she had a piece of heaven.<br><br>She tried to look over his shoulder as she ate and listened, letting her eyes taking in the beautiful painting was on display.&nbsp; The lights of the city were spread out beneath her now in its entire splendor.&nbsp; She chuckled to herself as she imagine it as a postcard with the words “Wish you were here.” Stamped across the bottom.&nbsp; In a moment, a heartbeat, one single off the wall thought could change your state of mind.&nbsp; Where only second ago she had been comfortable to a degree she now withdrew as the reason she was where she was slammed into her.<br><br>Because down there, all those pretty lights had mugged her, taking what she had and when they were done with that, they had tired to beat her down.&nbsp; And along came this man, her eyes flitted to his face to see him watching her, to save her.&nbsp; The devil in disguise and she had accepted his bargain of help.&nbsp; She shivered just a little to shake that thought away.<br><br>She wished she could read his thoughts; as well he seemed to be able to hers.&nbsp; But she couldn’t because the man she thought of a devil at the moment seemed anything but.&nbsp; AT the moment he seemed like any girls dream man that had come to life.<br><br>Clothes, he was talking about the woman bringing the clothes again.&nbsp; Jaymie pulled her thoughts back as she listened.&nbsp; The plan she had formed was to take only what she would need and could get by with.&nbsp; The exception to that being he had told her she would need something to go out with him.&nbsp; He wanted to show his latest project off like Professor Higgins in My Fair lady.&nbsp; Maybe that is how Mike saw her even though he had said differently.&nbsp; But the last of his add, ‘anything that he liked as well’ meant she was going to have to model whatever she tried on.&nbsp; It was going to be a long evening.<br><br>“It’s very beautiful.”&nbsp; When he had turned to look where she had been looking, over the valley and then back to her he was smiling and his eyes were brighter.&nbsp; She sat back, having left a couple of bites on her plate.&nbsp; Her slender fingers held the delicate stem of the wine glass as she sipped it slowly.&nbsp; Yea any other time, any other way and things might have turned out differently on her reason for being here.<br><br>But Jaymie couldn’t, had vowed to herself that she wouldn’t show the man her true self.&nbsp; She would let herself become too comfortable with her surrounds.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 15:18:19</strong>
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				Mike looked at Jaymie and thought about that she was actually a very beautiful woman. Sure he had noticed that before, the first time he had seen her in the Casino, before she began her decline through the ranks of Vegas. But now, here in the open atmosphere of the Terrace, the moon reflecting off of her skin, not even noticing the lights from the house, Mike saw her for the first time in a relaxed setting and thought she was beautiful. He was about to say something when the doorbell rang.<br><br>Mike stood up and dabbed the corner of his mouth with the napkin before placing it on the plate in front of him <em>"That must be Candy. If you would.."</em> he said, extending his hand for Jaymie with a smile. He walked to the frontdoor and keyed in the code that would open the gate to the property. Opening the door, he took a step outside and watched the van making its way across the driveway. When it stopped he smiled as Candy exited the Van followed by one of her assistants. <em>"Candice, you're looking good" </em><br><br><em>"Oh you old charmer, cut it out. I look like my mother and feel even older" </em>she said with a playful smile and a raised eyebrow. Walking up to the doorway she briefly took in Jaymie's frame then turned her attention back to Mike. Being a few inches shorter than he was, her delicate yet very feminine body seemed small against his. Her long blond hair was pulled into a neat Ponytail and the subtle makeup she wore was unusual for a woman who was in Vegas' fashion business. <br><br><em>"And that is my client I guess, yes?" </em>she asked Mike looking at Jaymie, eyeing her up and down, not in a condescending manner but more to judge her size. <em>"yes" </em>Mike answered, <em>"Candy, meet Jaymie Carter. Jaymie, this is Candice or as everyone else calls her, Candy"</em> he said with a smile.<br><br><em>"And they call me that because I'm so sweet" </em>she said with a welcoming, smile and a wink before turning to her assistant <em>"Alright Jenny, bring everything to the Living room and pronto, I don't have all night alright?" </em>then she interlinked her arm with Jaymie's and began to walk towards the living room <em>"Alright sweety. Do you have any preferences as far as fabrics? Anything you absolutely can't stand? I think you would look wonderful in Satin, I love Satin it is so underrated but I actually prefer it to Silk. It has more of a naughty feel I think. Don't you agree?"</em> he asked seemingly without the need to breathe. <br><br>Mike smirked a little watching the two of them walk towards the living room and followed them in a distance. He knew Candy could talk on the phone for hours not noticing the other party had already hung up a while ago. <em>"Oh yes, just here, just place them all here" </em>Candy told her assistant as the young woman came in with the first rolaway Clothes rack before bringing in another four of them, placing them all in a neat line.<em> "Ok sweetheart are you ready?"</em> she said with a bright smile looking at Jaymie.<br><br>Mike looked at the two women and smiled again then looked at Candy's assistant and nodded<em> "Come on. They are probably best left alone. I'll make you a coffee"</em> ushering her out, he winked at Jaymie with a smile and an encouraging nod before closing the doors, leaving the two women alone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 16:02:41</strong>
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				Jaymie had taken the extend hand this time.&nbsp; It just seemed natural, which once again that voice in her head was telling her to not get used to it.&nbsp; But until they got to the door she had held it following him through the living room, through the double doors to the foyer.&nbsp; <br><br>Jaymie had tried to stay back out of the way but the woman had made it impossible as she drew Jaymie in with the conversation.&nbsp; She didn’t have time to greet the woman with a hello even as she had gotten right to work.<br><br>Anyone seeing them would have thought they were old friends they way they walked into the living room arm in arm.&nbsp; Candy’s head was close to Jaymie’s as she asked questions but from behind she was sure it would look like she was being let in on a secret.<br><br>At first Jaymie wasn’t sure how to take the woman.&nbsp; She was all business but in a friendly manner.&nbsp; She was used to making her clients comfortable.&nbsp; But Jaymie didn’t feel as if she was the client that would be reserved for Mike.&nbsp; She was just the project he chose to dress.<br><br>At this point, regardless of what Mike had said to her before, Jaymie had no plans to leave here with anything more then what she had brought and some cash to get her home.&nbsp; The clothes she would leave in the room, he could donate them if he wished.<br><br>Jaymie opened her mouth to tell Candy that whatever she thought would look nice would do when she remembered the lie that had been told.&nbsp; That her luggage had been lost by the airlines and she needed everything.&nbsp; So this had to be a game that she was willing a participant in.<br><br>Out of the corner of her eye she had caught Mike and the assistant that had come with Candy leaving the living room.&nbsp; He had given her a wink and a smile with a small nod before he vanished and Jaymie was jealous.&nbsp; Jealous that she was stuck here listening to the rambling Candy that was barely giving her a chance to agree or not and the other girl was spending time with Mike.&nbsp; She didn’t want to think about doing what, though he had shown no interest in her.&nbsp; Jaymie hadn’t been able to stop her mind from wishing and looking at him as a knight that had come to rescue.<br><br>Candy had tapped her shoulder with the tip of the hanger as she held out a little black cocktail dress telling that was the place to start.<br><br>An hour later there was a pile of “you look fabulous clothes” and a pile of “maybe, we’ll see” and then one of definite “no ways”.&nbsp; Candy hadn’t even let Jaymie go to another room to try on things, she had insisted on her doing it there in the living room.&nbsp; And most times Candy’s back was to her as she searched the racks for the next thing.&nbsp; <br><br>“I think we have more then enough dresses and skirts.&nbsp; Tell me you brought some pants.”&nbsp; She had wanted to say jeans but Jaymie knew better then that.&nbsp; Jeans wasn’t t his woman’s style.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 04:19:37</strong>
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				<em>"Of Course I did sweety"</em> Candy said with a quick wink.<em> "Just a moment" </em>she slipped through the door and returned a few minutes later with two big suitcases, pulling them inside the living room before closing the door again. She rolled the cases to the table and thought a moment, then sat on the floor. Patting the space next to her she smiled <em>"Come on. Let's have a seat".</em><br><br>Opening the suitcases she revealed one of them contained Jeans as well as T-Shirts.<em> "I had to bring them, I know how much Michael likes to go for his rides. And there is no way you can ride in a Dress"</em> she grinned. <br><br>After they had gone through the Suitcase containing the Jeans and Shirts Candy opened the other one, revealing Swimsuits, Bikinis and Underwear. <em>"Alright" </em>she said with a collaborating mischievous grin <em>"now to the juicy details. Pick what you like Sweety. I will give you all my advise on Fashion wether you like it or not" </em>she giggled a little <em>"but when it comes to what is under it, what is on your tush, that's your business".</em> Candy spent the time sorting the clothes and arranging the piles neatly while Jaymie looked through the second Suitcase. When she was done with that, Candy went back to the table and sat down again. <br><br><em>"So tell me, how did you two meet? I mean I'm sure he didn't just meet you at the airport at the counter for lost luggage hm?"</em> she smiled.<em> "And please don't mistake my curiosity for being nosey or anything like that. If you don;t want to tell me"</em> she motioned with her hands "no problem". Smiling a bit motherly and her voice softening, loosing some of its usual higher pitch she added <em>"I just still care about the big guy. Not that I still love him, Oh no"</em> she laughed<em> "That was a lifetime ago and we noticed very early on that we were not meant for each other. So no worries. I care about him a a friend". </em><br><br>Noticing a slight baffled look Candy's smile widened a little <em>"Oh dear. He hadn't told you. Why would he, he ha no reason to. I'm his Ex Wife. We were married for a whole year. Well...almost. 11 months" </em>she grinned <em>"The only one who ever managed to get to him. So if you ever want to know anything about him, let me know"</em> she winked. <em>" I can probably give you a few tips" </em>her expression still motherly and caring with a bright smile <em>"Unless the big guy changed tremendously over the past twenty years and I hadn't noticed it"</em> Candy finished her sentence with a giggle again.<br><br><em>"Well" </em>she said standing up <em>"I think we should let him back in hm? I'm sure Kelly has bored him to death by now with her talk about Rockbands and her Boyfriend" </em>she laughed again<em> "Lord knows she does it to me when she gets a chance to".</em> Candy walked in her usual busy manner to the door and flung both sides open saying loudly<em> "Michael, Oh Michael. We're done. Time to get the checkbook out dear."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 05:12:10</strong>
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				Jaymie took the moment it took Candy to retrieve the suitcases to get her mind clear.&nbsp; The woman was a talker and Jaymie couldn’t have joined in the conversation if she had wanted to.&nbsp; Candy asked a question and then answered it before Jaymie could think about how.<br><br>And there were so many questions running through her head now and no way to answer them.&nbsp; Mike liked his rides?&nbsp; What rides?&nbsp; But whatever it was it meant she needed jeans.&nbsp; Jaymie picked out a couple of pairs, surprised that the woman had only offered her jeans and not dress slacks since most of clothes seemed to be more of the dressier type.<br><br>She had three or four tee-shirts laying on top of the jeans and then Candy had opened the other suitcase.&nbsp; Jaymie had expected it to be the dress pants and was surprised to see such an array of bras and panties and swimsuits.<br><br>Candy had been right on the fact that she would give fashion advice whether it was asked for or not.&nbsp; Jaymie would pick out something and it didn’t bother Candy to say no to it or that it wasn’t flattering or Mike wouldn’t like that.&nbsp; It had come to the point that Jaymie was beginning to think she herself didn’t have any fashion sense.<br><br>As Jaymie sorted through the second suitcase to pick out a one piece in red that criss crossed up the front to show as much as a bikini and a bikini in mint green Candy asked her how they had met.&nbsp; Jaymie had frozen for a moment trying to build a plausible story but Candy had let her off the hook when she had gone on talking.<br><br>Though her words surprised Jaymie, the woman had been in love with the man and they had been an item.&nbsp; So now Jaymie really felt awkward.&nbsp; She was glad the woman kept talking though and didn’t notice her brow drawn and her hands slowing as she looked through the case still.&nbsp; Jaymie was more listening to Candy now then picking out anything.<br><br>Jaymie’s head snapped up when Candy said she was his ex wife.&nbsp; If that wasn’t enough she thought that Jaymie was his girlfriend and offering to give her tips.&nbsp; That any woman would do that as casually as Candy was; was surprising.&nbsp; Jaymie knew she would never offer to do the same for someone she thought was dating her ex.&nbsp; <br><br>When Candy stood Jaymie closed the case and picked up the pile of jeans, tees and under things she had to add them to the pile that Candy had insisted she needed.&nbsp; If the woman only knew she wouldn’t have been so forth coming she was sure.&nbsp; <br><br>Jaymie was thinking Candy didn’t now Mike as well as she let on.&nbsp; She had no clue why she was there and it wasn’t like they knew each other before tonight.&nbsp; Yea Candy might just be shocked to find out Mike wasn’t the wholesome guy she thought he was.<br><br>While Candy called Mike back in she looked at the pile feeling ashamed that it was so large but she stood there with her hands clasped in front of her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 05:39:59</strong>
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				After a moment Mike appeared at the door followed by Candy's assistant who was typing a message on her mobile. <em>"Well I hope you two found some nice things"</em> he said with a smile. While Candy spoke with the young girl about manners and texting in front of others Mike walked over to Jaymie and smiled. Leaning closer he said low <em>"Where you able to get a word in?"</em> he asked with an amused smile.<br><br><em>"Michael, you know you really shouldn't allow her to text while she is supposed to keep you company" </em>Candy chastised him turning towards him again. Michael breathed deeply and inhaled slowly before smiling politely and replying in a somewhat resented tone<em> "Yes Candice. Of course. How could I forget that it is on me to tutor a woman who is old enough to have children"</em> he said and raised an eyebrow that had a little sarcastic spice added to it.<br><br><em>"Anyway Michael, I will write a bill out these days and then you can just send me a check. That's fine. We'll sort it out". </em>Having said that she hurried her Assistant to get the other clothes back into the Van and finally taking the two suitcases&nbsp; herself, rolling them out to the door, constantly on to the young woman about her manners and work ethics, she placed them back into the Van. Opening the door she looked back at the house and waved<em> "Bye Michael, good night Jaymie. Was a pleasure to have met you". </em>While she closed the door Mike thought he could her her tell the young woman <em>"well drive" </em>or something of that nature.<br><br>Mike stood by the door shaking his head, smiling with a raised eyebrow. <em>"Good Lord she can be a very nice person, would give you the last shirt if she considers you a friend, but she grinds on my last nerves"</em>. he turned and looked at Jamie with an apologetic smile<em> "I'm sorry to have subjected you to her. I just didn't know what you still had, how much or when you would need it. And there isn't anyone else I could have had come out after 6pm".</em> He paused for a moment and added<em> "We were married once. A long time ago. Seems almost like a lifetime now. But after barely a year I had the choice of a life with her and a never ending refill of Valium or a life in peace. I chose the later".</em><br><br><em>"Don't worry about the clothes, Mary will bring them up in the morning, aside from what you need immediately of course, whatever you want to take up tonight, please do so. They are yours after all. And..."</em> he paused again, looking at Jaymie, wondering what was going through her mind. Everything that had happened that day must seem surreal to her and he thought how he could let the evening take a nice ending for her, to feel more relaxed and not as alien in the surroundings. <br><br>He didn't know why, but he cared about how she felt in the house, in the situation, around him. Not wanting to analyze his thoughts but to do as he had chosen, to try and make the evening as nice as possible he said in a warm tone accompanied by a gentle smile <em>"And please. I do mean it. They are yours. I do like to make gifts, ask anyone who knows me. I do. And you would make an old man happy if you would accept them" </em>his smile brightening a little he added <em>"Well, alright. Maybe not that old but still happy".</em><br><br>Again Mike found himself looking into her eyes and he blinked a few times to keep himself from getting lost in them, being drawn into their depth <em>"Why don't we go and take a Glass of Asti along and I show you the grounds. So when you get up in the morning, you know where the pool and everything else is". </em>he smiled, offering his arm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 13:47:04</strong>
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				As soon as Mike and the younger girl stepped into the living room Candy was at it again.&nbsp; First talking to her assistant about her manners and blah, blah, blah.&nbsp; Jaymie had tuned her out when Mike stepped over to stand by her, leaning down to speak in her in a low voice.&nbsp; At his question Jaymie dropped her head smiling and to hid the slight blush that picked now to kiss her cheeks.&nbsp; His smooth soft voice had wrapped around her like a blanket.<br><br>She didn’t have to worry about answering him because Candy had turned her attention to Mike telling him he was wrong and should have stopped the assistant from talking to someone else on phone.&nbsp; In other words Mike was to be entertaining her and he hadn’t.<br><br>All Jaymie got the chance to do was wave to her as the van was loaded and they pulled away from the house.&nbsp; She couldn’t tell Candy thank you or nice to meet you back, because she hadn’t taken a breath yet to give Jaymie a chance too.&nbsp; So wave was all she could offer.<br><br>The woman had come and gone in the same manner as if she were a whirlwind.&nbsp; Jaymie smiled softly at her thought, or more like the she was wind that fed the whirlwind.&nbsp; The silence in the room now was just on the edge of deafening.&nbsp; It was like there was no life for a moment.&nbsp; Perhaps even the house was resting its ears and taking a deep cleansing breath.<br><br>Again she had been shaken from her revelry when Mike spoke to her.&nbsp; He was treating her like any host would treat their guest.&nbsp; Not expecting them to raise a finger, not even to put clothes away that the host had purchased for them.<br><br>And then he had shocked her as much as Candy had.&nbsp; Mike had told Jaymie that he used to be married to the woman after apologizing and explained why he had her come out.&nbsp; So it had been amicable on both sides of why they were no longer together.&nbsp; And that explained to her why they were still such friends.&nbsp; Jaymie also wondered if they were that good of friends if they still shared a bed from time to time.<br><br>She shook her head to clear that thought.&nbsp; “I would love a tour of the grounds.”&nbsp; She had taken his offered arm as they walked from the living room back to the terrace. She saw the way he looked at her, but she didn’t attribute to want in a good way.&nbsp; She didn’t really look back long enough at his eyes to know exactly what they read.&nbsp; And she didn’t want to make things harder on herself if she thought they said more.&nbsp; Jaymie had still only known the man a few hours but it would be easy to let her self be swept off her feet, she tried not to focus on him too much.&nbsp; It was for her own safety.<br><br>&nbsp;Jaymie glanced again at the pile of clothes that lay on the sofa.&nbsp; Since she couldn’t reach her arm, Jaymie brought her other arm up to pinch her side to see if she was dreaming.<br><br>This morning she had walked the strip hoping to find money someone had dropped or something she could pawn and then she had started in on the routine she had set up for herself going from Casino to the next to the next and one more before going back to the beginning to start all over.<br><br>This morning she had left her hotel knowing that unless she came up with the money she wouldn’t be sleeping there tonight.&nbsp; And now, as she stepped out once again to the warm night air blowing softly, she had to believe she was dreaming.<br><br>She had to be because now she stood in a house that was out of this world to her.&nbsp; With a gorgeous man even with the scar on his left cheek, that was a part of his beauty and he had done nothing but offer her a place to stay in, to roam at will and a bed to sleep in and to see that she had what she needed to be comfortable.<br><br>Jaymie had to stay focused on it would only last a week or two and then it would be back to the real world for her and trying to pick up the pieces of the life she had shattered and glue them together.&nbsp; But she would deal with that when the time came.&nbsp; Why she was really here had been tucked away in the back of her mind.&nbsp; She didn’t want to think on that right now.<br><br>As they walked and she held the crystal glass carefully, sipping now and again from it.&nbsp; Her arm was again through his as he pointed out this and that to her.&nbsp; She drank in every word wondering if a voice could make you intoxicated.&nbsp; “It really is beautiful here and the view.”&nbsp; She knew she was definitely in a dream.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 20:45:33</strong>
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				She had accepted his arm again and Mike smiled at her. Filling their Glasses he gave her one before taking his and with her at his arm they walked across the grounds. <br><br>Not all was as brightly lit as the front of the but there were lamps in the ground throughout the garden and the walkways behind the house. Showing her the Gardens, his various plants, explaining a few of them, where they were from, how he had nursed some of them from tiny plants to the healthy flowers they were now.<br><br>When they reached the stables he opened the door and showed her his horses. His white Mare as well as a black Stallion and a Pinto were greeting them with shaking heads, wanting to be pet and handed a treat. <em>"Perhaps tomorrow afternoon you would like to go for a ride with me, after I am back from the city. I do like to go on a ride every day for a while"</em> he said with a warm smile, hoping she would say yes. He liked to have her by his side, her warmth close by, she was very attractive but also had a charm about her that he had not found in many women in his life.<br><br>Their tour across the grounds ended back at the Terrace where he led her down the stairs next to the railing that led down to the pool. The pool itself had a smaller Terrace in front of it and ended at the edge of the mountain. When swimming to the edge one could look down the steep dropoff that the pool was built upon. <br><br>Mike placed his glass on one of the the small tables that stood by the pool along with wicker chairs. Leading her to one of the chairs he released her hand from his arm and bowed his head with a mile before taking a seat in the seat next to hers.<em> "Well now you have seen everything"</em> he said warm with an open smile <em>"Nothing Like Sigfried and Roy's Mansion but it's mine"</em> he said before taking another sip from his drink.<br><br>For a moment he looked into her eyes, again he felt drawn to them, wanted to get closer to them, look into them until he was lost in time. And for a brief moment the thought of how they would look when she felt immense pleasure shot through his head. The thought left his mind again fast and he hoped she would nothave noticed a change in his expression. <em>"Would you like to go for a swim? I usually do in the evening. I find it much more relaxing than during the day"</em> he explained smiling warmly at her again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 22:56:27</strong>
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				Horses?&nbsp; Jaymie had never even let horses cross her mind.&nbsp; But if she had given herself time to think on it she could see Mike sitting atop the black stallion as a mighty warrior would.<br><br>Sitting there, a sword across his back, his shield hung on the side of his horse ready to be put to use at a moments notice.&nbsp; She could imagine him sitting there letting his dark eyes take in his land, ready to protect it.<br><br>Still when Candy had mentioned he liked to ride she had thought motorcycles, not horses.&nbsp; But yes she could see now that he was more of a horse man then he was a Harley one.<br><br>He had talked to gently about them and the plants in his gardens on the way down.&nbsp; Jaymie knew that he had help in the gardens but she also knew he was one to get out there and get his hands dirty himself.&nbsp; It was a way for him to relax or to think.<br><br>As they made their way back to the edge of the magnificent pool she could see that this was his oasis in life.&nbsp; <br><br>“Well I can’t say I know what Sigfried and Roy’s Mansion looks like but you have a pretty nice one.”&nbsp; She had settled in one of the wicker chairs with a smile for him.<br><br>She looked at the water with the lights glistening both across its surface and from under it.&nbsp; “I think I’ll pass tonight if you don’t mind.”&nbsp; The water did look inviting but her evening had been such a mixed bag of things and feelings she really just wanted to sit and think, try to relax.<br><br>It would be so easy to forget why she was here if she let it.&nbsp; And when she looked at him, to see the gentleness in his eyes when he was here on his own turf, Jaymie knew if it had been any other time and place there might have been a chance.<br><br>She waved her hand. “So all of this is your slice of heaven.”&nbsp; She gave him a smile as she sat her glass on the table between them.&nbsp; “What do you do when you go down the mountain to the big old city?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 04:23:05</strong>
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				Mike smiled when she spoke of Sigfried and Roy's mansion, yet did not want to brag with the fact that actually once he had been there. Not that he knew them to any amount but he had been there once. Though he thought it was better to keep that to himelf else he would seem to be bragging. For some odd reason he didn't want to seem too much of a snob, not&nbsp; that he was one. <br><br>He wanted to be as normal to her as any other man, why ... he didn't understand. He was interested in her yes, but she would be gone in two weeks at the most, disappear from his life and he would never see her again. The thought stayed in his mind for a moment before he banned it quickly from it.<br><br><em>"Slice of heaven" </em>he smiled <em>"Well, yes I guess so. Though no slice is perfect. Not this one either"</em>. He did not want to go further into detail as to why it wasn't, did not want to ruin the moment, the evening by talking about his failed private life.<br><br><em>"I have business in town"</em> he said and thought he should probably explain what it was, not that she thought it was some sort of dubious mafia type business he was in. <em>"After I was given a medical discharge from the Navy I met a young man at the Flamingo lunch buffet, and we began to talk about Vegas, Gambling and the like. He knew his way around computers and said that computerchips could be the upcoming thing in Slot machines, open new possibilities. But no one was interested in it, they called him a dreamer" </em>he laughed.<br><br><em> "Well, to make a long story short, I took everything, every single last penny I had received from the Navy as compensation and gave it to him. We opened a business, a small place worked and slept in there. And today"</em> he shrugged a little <em>"7 out of 10 Slot machines in Nevada carry our Computer chips in them. I just have to go to the company and see to the monthly figures, talk to the accountants and the like. Very dry and boring stuff. If you want to come along, be my guest" </em>he smiles sincerely and warm. <br><br>Tilting his head to the side, Mike looked into her eyes again, those eyes ... in a warm voice he said <em>"What about you? What do you do? If...you don't mind me asking that is". </em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 04:56:56</strong>
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				So he was a risk taker.&nbsp; That explained a lot to Jaymie.&nbsp; That explained why she was here thought she wasn’t sure what he was going to get out of it all.&nbsp; A girl for a roll in the sack a few times?&nbsp; In Vegas she was sure he could get on the high profile list and be in the little black book that all the high and mighty were in.&nbsp; <br><br>Jaymie shook her head at that thought.&nbsp; Her dark green eyes flitted over his face and the scar that ran his over his left cheek and she remembered the missing finger.&nbsp; She wondered now if those were contributing factors in his medical discharge.&nbsp; <br><br>The man was interesting to say the least, no matter what he thought.&nbsp; But Jaymie wasn’t sure how close she should get to him.&nbsp; How much of who he really was she should learn.&nbsp; She was between a rock, the deal she had made and a hard place, the man.<br><br>Her brow rose slightly at his offer of taking her with him.&nbsp; It had been unexpected.&nbsp; But Jaymie already knew she was going to decline it and stay here.&nbsp; Look around more in the light of day.<br><br>“Looking for a new job by the time I get home.”&nbsp; She chuckled slightly.&nbsp; Her two weeks were up and she was going to be another week at least if not more.&nbsp; When she looked at him, she caught him staring at her again.&nbsp; Something he seemed to have done off and on all evening.&nbsp; “So I guess I can’t answer your question.”&nbsp; She let her shoulders rise and fall as the soft breeze that came up the mountain pushed a few strands of her hair over her face.<br><br>Reaching up Jaymie brushed it back out of the way.&nbsp; “Who knows, I might stay in Vegas.”&nbsp; Though at the moment that wasn’t a very bright idea.&nbsp; She felt for the most part he had been honest with her; she owed him the same in return.<br><br>“I can tell you I am divorced, though it wasn’t and still isn’t as amicable as yours seems to be.&nbsp; We were married seven years and well,” she shrugged slightly, “Began to see things differently.&nbsp; I didn’t see things his ways and well money can buy you what you need in a divorce if you have it.”<br><br>Jaymie picked up her glass to drain it.&nbsp; That had been too much information she was sure.&nbsp; As she sat the empty glass back down, she again looked over the sparkling pool.&nbsp; “I don’t mean to make it sound as if money is everything.&nbsp; Trust me, I know it isn’t.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 03:34:22</strong>
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				Mike actually had thought about the fact that his 'idea' was probably not helping her to keep her job, if she still had it after being here for two weeks. After all this was not Europe where he had enough friends to know that they were enjoying 4 and 5 weeks vacation time per year. He was sure she probably had a week, if more than her time would be up now. he leaned back in his chair again and looked at her while he listened and thought.<br><br>Stay in Vegas she said. His eyes went to the edge of the pool, looking over the Valley again, the city lights, even from up here some were identifiable if one knew what they were. If she stayed in Vegas then perhaps ... he blinked a few times and cast the thought aside again. He had agreed to their deal, he had offered her something that was unusual and most likely for her values immoral. <br><br>There was no way she would think of him any other way. Was there a way he could even think of her in another way...again he cast those thoughts aside as well. There was no use contemplating any of this, at least not at present. In perhaps a week's time they would both think of each other differently was his guess.<br><br>When she spoke of her divorce Mike's gaze went back to her. The way she looked towards the pool, the resignation in her voice, it must have hit her hard, he thought. Money isn't everything. Didn't he know that was the truth. He had more than he could spend in a lifetime yet no one to share it with. <em>"Money eases the mind and makes life more comfortable. But that's about it"</em> he said, his gaze following hers toward the pool, watching the moonlight reflecting in the water, dancing upon it in the ripples that were brought on by the soft wind. <em>"that's about it"</em> he repeated more to himself than to her, his mind drifting to his life. <br><br>Materialistic he had everything he could want, but there was an emptiness in his life that he himself could not fill. That the girls who tried to throw themselves at men like him couldn't fill. They were in it for just that, the money. Every man or woman who has money would most likely only meet those gold diggers, all his friends had. yet most settled to marry one of those whom he liked to call private Hookers. All they did was the same any streetwalker would do, just for better pay.But his friends were fooling themselves, thinking they had love in their lives, when in fact all they had was borrowed bliss.<br><em><br>"But let's change the subject. I don't want to go all melancholic on you here" </em>Mike said with a smile that had a hint of sadness in it, as he looked back at her. <em>"Is there anything you ever wanted to do in Vegas? Anything you ever wanted to do period? What is the most outrageous thing you ever wanted to do yet never could do?"</em> he said, hi smile widening a little, part out of curiosity part as encouragement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 04:36:03</strong>
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				Jaymie didn’t laugh when Mike has said that money wasn’t everything but she wanted too.&nbsp; What she owned at the moment that she could actually touch could all be held in a plastic bag take out bag that their dinner had arrived in.<br><br>She knew he did speak the truth though at it made things more comfortable.&nbsp; But it went back to the reason why she was here.&nbsp; It was for money; to try to dig herself out of a hole that was so deep she wasn’t sure if the light was from the sun or a flashlight shining down at her.<br><br>It wasn’t subtle but she was glad for the change of topics.&nbsp; She didn’t like to think on her divorce nor did she want to think again of her time here.&nbsp; She heard the sadness in his voice more then saw it in his smile.<br><br>He had done nothing but stare at her and smile through the evening.&nbsp; He had been nothing but a gentleman treating her as a guest in his house.&nbsp; To Jaymie that said something.&nbsp; She knew he could have said here is your room; I’ll see you tomorrow and be prepared.&nbsp; But he hadn’t.&nbsp; Since they had gotten in the car he hadn’t brought up the reasoning behind her being with him.&nbsp; He made her feel comfortable, she just wasn’t sure that was a good thing and wondered if once again the cunning man of earlier tonight would appear with the light of day.<br><br>Jaymie laughed at his question.&nbsp; “Well as far as Vegas goes I can’t say.&nbsp; I think she pretty much put me in my place.”&nbsp; She chuckled surprised she could laugh at saying that.&nbsp; She let her head lean back to rest on the back of the chair.&nbsp; “Something outrageous I have always wanted to do and never could.&nbsp; Hmmm.”<br><br>Leaving her head on the back of the chair she turned to look at him.&nbsp; “Promise you won’t laugh?”&nbsp; When Mike only smiled bigger and nodded she finally answered him.&nbsp; “Go skydiving.”&nbsp; <br><br>She had always wanted to do that and been to scared.&nbsp; But she loved to fly and could only imagine what it would feel like to fly through the air with nothing surrounding her.&nbsp; To feel the rush of air against her, gravity pulling her down.&nbsp; She smiled now at thinking about it.<br><br>“You?&nbsp; I mean I am sure you have done a lot but is there something you think about doing that you haven’t or want to try again?”&nbsp; Jaymie let her green eyes watch him as she waited.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 03:50:42</strong>
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				Mikes smile widened when she asked him to promise he wouldn't laugh. Why would he, he was truly interested yet found her bid to promise adorable.<em> "I promise"</em> he said, looking at her.<em> "Skydiving?" </em>he said raising his eyebrows his smile yet widening, now a bright welcoming smile as he looked at her. <br><br><em>"Well, if you truly want to do it"</em> he said then paused tilting his head <em>"then we can do that. I can call a friend of mine tomorrow and we can go the day after or on Sunday. We can do a tandem jump. I have done it enoughtimes and I can assure you, you will safely touch ground again"</em> he offered her.<br><br><em>"Me? Ohhh dear" </em>he said rubbing his forehead and leaning back in the chair, resting his head against the back of it, looking at the stars, his hand folded across his abdomen and sighed.<em> "It is by no means as thrilling as yours"</em> he shrugged <em>"I don't know. odd, I guess"</em> he chuckled to himself.<br><br>As h looked over to her he noticed she was looking at him, her green eyes met with his and for a moment he wished he could stop time, so that he could look into her eyes as long as they both would chose to do so. Then the answer to her question began to take control of his mind and he looked a little apologetic as he said <em>"Well, I always wanted to sail the world. I mean it litterally. I would love to go onto a boat and sail around the world, stop where I want to, when I want to, and for as long as I want to".</em><br><br>Speaking more passionate about it now he continued <em>"Africa, Asia, I want to see all those places, want to sleep in a Savannah place, hearing the sounds of the night in Africa, see Lions in their habitat not in a cage, walk the Chinese wall, anchor in Macao and eat real Asian food. I want to see the world before it is too late for it. But I never did it"</em> he looked away again to the water <em>"and probably never will. I am missing a key ingredient to it".</em><br><br>He leaned his head to the side again, looking at her with a warm smile<em> "I would love to fulfil your wish. If you truly want it"</em> he said in a soft voice <em>"one should always listen to ones dreams and desires. We owe it to ourselves".</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 04:59:50</strong>
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				Jaymie had blinked as she still looked over at Mike when he had offered to take her skydiving.&nbsp; But she hadn’t said anything, at least not yet. Though she was sure the surprise registered on her face.&nbsp; If he only knew how perfect that sounded to her.<br><br>Sitting up looking over at him Jaymie turned in her chair a little more to so that she was facing him.&nbsp; “And you think that doesn’t sound exciting?&nbsp; Mike that sounds very exciting.”<br><br>Her green eyes had watched him as he talked about what he wanted to do.&nbsp; Passion filled his eyes and emotion filled his voice as he talked about the places he wanted to visit and the things he wanted to do.&nbsp; He was excited while he talked and then he let the excitement go back to where he had kept it hidden so well.&nbsp; <br><br>His blue eyes went back to look over the water of the pool, she felt the sadness that he was trying not to show.&nbsp; The way his voice changed spoke volumes more then his words.<br>Jaymie understood how he felt though but he had the means to do what he wanted.&nbsp; She couldn’t imagine what he thought he was missing.<br><br>“And you should listen to your own advice Mike.&nbsp; Listen to your dreams and desires.”&nbsp; She couldn’t help but to return his smile with the same warmth he was showing her.<br><br>“I wouldn’t ask that of you.”&nbsp; She held up a hand when he started to say something in protest she was sure.&nbsp; “I know you offered I didn’t ask but you have done more then enough for me already.&nbsp; You gave me a place to stay and seen that I didn’t have to run around in the same clothes every day.”&nbsp; <br><br>Jaymie sighed softly.&nbsp; “Yes I know the clothes are a gift and there is a catch to the roof over my head.&nbsp; But I can’t accept more from you for no reason.”&nbsp; She settled back in the chair again with a small shrug, “Besides, what would I have to dream about then?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 02:36:21</strong>
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				Mike smiled as Jaymie told him to listen to his dreams and desires. Then his smile faded a little when she refused his invitation to the skydive. Then again, it was her choice and she had to know what she wanted.<em> “Alright, I'll respect that. If you change your mind, let me know though”</em> he said smiling wider again.<br><br>For a moment he leaned back in his chair again, resting his head against the back of it, thinking. <em>“So you say I should always listen to my wishes and desires, hm?”</em> he finally said, turning his head a little to look at her.<em> “Alright. I'll do that” </em>he added and slowly rose from his chair. <br><br><em>“You know, there is something I am dying to do”</em> he said with a smile that looked mischievous yet not threatening. Extending his hand he offered her to help her out of her chair. Once she stood by him he looked into her eyes, the same mischievous expression on his face and said warmly<em> “Sorry, but I have to, you see, its a very strong desire and I can't help it. Besides I have always been very spontaneous.”</em><br><br>He reached out and picked her up into his arms, took a few short steps and jumped into the pool. Releasing her once they were immersed in the water, he opened his eyes to make sure she could swim, as there was the off chance that she couldn't. <br><br>As his upper body emerged from the water, being able to stand up on the more shallow end of the pool he wiped the water from his face and brushed his hair back with his hands smiling . <em>“God that felt good”</em>, he said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 02:57:40</strong>
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				Watching Mike smile then it fade and then it being back wider then before had Jaymie confused.&nbsp; It was like they were old friends and yet they had only met.&nbsp; And Jaymie got the idea that Mike had forgotten why she was there.<br><br>She wondered if she would have said go home if he would have offered so willing to help her and let go the deal they had.&nbsp; Somehow she couldn’t see that happening.&nbsp; He seemed to be a man of his word.<br><br>Her brow rose as he did from the chair.&nbsp; Curiosity was plain on her face as he held out a hand to her.<br><br>Of course she took it expecting that he wanted to dance or maybe even kiss her.&nbsp; So he wanted to kiss her but was sorry about it.&nbsp; Jaymie didn’t have time to think on that before she was scooped up into his arms to be held against his chest.<br><br>She had been about to protest thinking he was going to carry her inside and up the stairs to one of the bedroom when she finally understood what he was doing.<br><br>Jaymie was letting pushing herself away from him as she hit the water.&nbsp; Feeling it close around her body as she sunk for a moment before she worked her arms up to help her break the surface.<br><br>There was no chance of seeing things as she was coughing and sputtering and now soaking wet.&nbsp; But Jaymie managed to reach up to push her hair out of her face.&nbsp; “What the hell?”&nbsp; But she was laughing as she cupped her hand to splash him.&nbsp; “I didn’t plan on swimming tonight and I wasn’t dressed for it.”&nbsp; <br><br>His laugh was rich and filled the night air around them.&nbsp; Jaymie tilted her head back to wet her hair to make it stay back.&nbsp; Her top and jeans clung to her as she shook her head laughing as much as he was.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 02:08:45</strong>
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				Mike laughed at her reaction and splashed her back. Wiping the water from his face with his hands he looked at her <em>“Damn that was good. I needed that. And I thought you would too”. </em>By her reaction she was surprised yet did not seem to mind. Perhaps she had all kinds of scenarios in her mind when he had picked her up, he thought.<br><br><em>“You had said I should practice what I preach and follow my desires. Well...”</em> he smiled, leaning against the edge of the pool, his gaze upon her <em>“here we are. I hope i didn't ruin any plans you had for the evening, by making you all wet”</em> he paused for a moment <em>“I had thought it was a good idea, and being here now I must say”</em> Mike nodded with an approving mile <em>“I was right”.</em><br><br>((No worries about the short post. When there is more direct interaction in a scene I prefer to keep it shorter, to give the other a chance to reply without assuming a reaction in a longer post))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 02:45:50</strong>
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				Jaymie swam the short distance to the side, turning around she put her palms on the edge and jumped up on it to sit.&nbsp; She let her dancing green eyes look over at Mike who was soaking.&nbsp; His shirt clung to his muscled chest.&nbsp; There was a drop of water tracing along the scar on his left cheek.<br><br>He seemed so proud of himself for his actions.&nbsp; "Well you know I had plans for tonight but now that Im a all wet I guess they will have to be changed to fit the situation."&nbsp; <br><br>When she saw the way Mike was looking at her she glanced away.&nbsp; She felt the wamth creep over her cheeks to kiss them to a light shade of red.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 03:09:47</strong>
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				Mike placed his hands on the edge of the pool then lift himself out of it and sat down as well. After a moment he made himself more comfortable, stretching out on his side, an elbow on the ground he looked at her with arched eyebrows and a smile.<br><br><em>“Oh, I am terribly sorry Miss”</em> he said with a smile in his voice <em>“what did you have planned?”</em> He was soaked, yet he didn't mind. He rather enjoyed the soft warm breeze cooling him through the wet clothes. <em>“And how will they be changed to...” he paused “fit the situation?”</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 03:47:51</strong>
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				Okay so he was soaked but damn it he looked so sexy when he shifted to lay on his side his head propped on up on his elbow.&nbsp; The man was way too comfortable looking.<br><br>Jaymie had to take a deep breath before she could answer him.&nbsp; "Well you see its been a really long day.&nbsp; A lot has happened," she bit her lower lip as she thought, "Oh its been for the good, I think."&nbsp; She gave him a smile.&nbsp; "But its beginning to get late and well I can't really go to bed all wet like this."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 03:05:40</strong>
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				Mike nodded slowly his expression being that as if in thought. <em>“Yeah I guess you're right. You can't really go to bed as wet as you are”.</em> He looked at her smiling a little mischievously <em>“I am sorry, but I couldn't resist”.</em> He had to grin at the thought of what he had just done. Most women he had known so far would have slapped him in the face and called him every dirty word they ever had heard. <br><br>After a moment of looking at her, seeing how the short clung to her body he thought he should probably take his eyes off of her so he looked at the water again <em>“So what have you changed your plans to, if I may ask?”</em> he said softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 04:44:41</strong>
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				Some how when he mentioned her being wet it sounded so much more sexy. "Well it could have been worse, though I hadn't planned on swimming it was a refreshing dip."&nbsp; Jaymie gave him a smile with a chuckle.<br><br>Jaymie pulled her legs up to hook her heels on the edge of the pool and wrap her arms around her legs.&nbsp; "Well I think that might still be up in the air."&nbsp; She rested her head on her knees looking over at him, she couldn't help but looking him over in the wet clothes.&nbsp; He was built nicer then she had first thought.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 12:41:07</strong>
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				Mike looked over at Jaymie as she laughed. She was a beautiful woman and for a moment, he again thought what might have happened if they had met under different circumstances. A few little wrinkles appeared on his forehead as she mentioned not having made a decision as to what she was going to do yet.<br><br>He watched her as she shifted, resting her head on her knees, looking at him and he wondered what she as thinking, what was going through her mind. <em>“Well...”</em> he said with a warm smile<em> “what options have you come up with so far?”</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 16:10:42</strong>
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				"Well," she raised her head back up letting her jade green eyes look into his clear blue ones.&nbsp; "I have only came up with two, one would be to," she nodded towards the pool they sat beside.&nbsp; "Finish the swim. Or two, would be to to up to my room for the night."<br><br>As soon as Jaymie said that she know how it sounded to him by the way the expression on his face changed.&nbsp; With her feet already partially on he edge of the pool she managed to stand up.&nbsp; She moved as if she was going to refill her glass but as she stepped behind Mike who was laying on the edge the pool and still close enough, she put a foot on his backside and pushed, rolling him into the pool.<br><br>Jaymie stood there laughing so hard that she really needed to hold her sides.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 02:36:53</strong>
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				Mike had watched her as she spoke, his mind placing images to both options she mentioned. As she stood up and began to walk towards the table he said without turning to look at her <em>“Would you bring my Glass too? I could use...”</em> he didn't get further as he felt her foot on his back and immediately thereafter water around him. Paddling under water to get back on the surface he began laughing while still being submerged. <br><br>Once he reached the surface he took a deep breath in and began to laugh.&nbsp; Wiping the water from his face he looked at her, saw her bent over laughing hard. By the time he had made his way to the edge of the pool his sides already hurt from laughing <em>“Alright, you owed me his one. We're even”</em> he laughed then extended his hand for her to take <em>“though this old man would be happy if you could help him out”.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 02:48:30</strong>
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				"Oh come on."&nbsp; Jaymie was still laughing when Mike made his way to the edge.<br><br>"You know I was born at night, but it wasn't last night and I am not taking your hand."&nbsp; Jaymie knew that ploy and she wasn't falling for it.&nbsp; But she did move to the table to pour them both another glass of wine.<br><br>Holding his up she grinned.&nbsp; "If you want this you will have to find your own way out of the pool."&nbsp; His look had been priceless.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 12:46:39</strong>
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				Mike laughed and placed his palms on the edge of the pool, pulling himself up fast, almost jumping out of the pool. Once out he began to unbutton his shirt, still laughing, before taking it off and taking the glass of wine from Jaymie. <br><br>Shaking his head with a big grin he took a big drink from it and smiled at her with a wink <em>“You're good. I like your attitude </em>he laughed again, looking at her before wrinkles appeared on his forehead, his smile not fading though <em>“I hope you don't mind the shirt, I enjoy the night air on my skin, which is why I usually swim at night”. </em><br><br>Taking another drink from his glass he laughed yet again, shaking his head as he looked at Jaymie with a big grin<em> “I like you attitude”.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>18-10-2009, 04:00:27</strong>
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				Jaymie couldn't help her eyes watching is deft fingers as he unbutton his wet, clinging shirt tossing it over a chair back.&nbsp; Only when she felt him take the wine glass from her hand did she pull her eyes from his chest with its light smathering of hair to his eyes who was burning bright with amusement.<br><br>When she finally looked at his face her brow rose, "Does that mean you usually swim nude?"&nbsp; That was exactly how he had made it sound to her.&nbsp; He liked the night air on his skin, right.&nbsp; She took a drink from her glass.&nbsp; Men didn't swim with shirts on anyhow, day or night.<br><br>No, no she wasn't backing down from him and she wasn't going to let the blush get the best of her.&nbsp; Jaymie looked back at him, holding his look as she waited for his answer.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 02:11:44</strong>
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				Taking a bigger than usual drink from his glass he smiled at her<em> “Of course. There is no one here at night to see me. So why should I bother with misplaced prudery?”</em> he chuckled a little. <em>“Don't tell me you never went swimming nude? Never skinnydipped, even as a teenager?” </em>he raised an eyebrow and smirked at her, daring her for an answer.<br><br>The way they were acting it did not feel as if they were two business partners yet more like he was courting her in a playful way. His mind not thinking about the different possibilities of the next two weeks, how far would he take it? How far would he let it go? Would he even let another touch her? He began to want her more and more for hi own, felt almost drawn to her. <br><br><em>“We could always combine the two and go skydiving in the nude. Now THAT would be something that would even break my records” </em>he smirked, taking another drink from his glass as he sat, crosslegged by the edge of the pool again, winking slyly at her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 02:50:21</strong>
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				"I didn't say that."&nbsp; Jaymie had already sat down in one of the chairs.&nbsp; This wasn't about her though, she had been discussing him.&nbsp; "I suppose you are right though, if no one is here to see you it wouldn't matter."<br><br>It wasn't the wine or the night air that was making her warm.&nbsp; It was this man and the conversation they were having.&nbsp; They were both toying with the other.&nbsp; <br><br>At Mike's last comment she busted out laughing.&nbsp; "Oh please."&nbsp; That image was hilarious and at the same time it was intriguing to her.&nbsp; She wondered if she said okay if he would honestly do it.&nbsp; She wasn't sure she could.<br><br>She shivered slightly, the night air beginning to dry her clothes.&nbsp; At least that is what she was blaming it on.&nbsp; "Well I'm sorry if I put a 'damper' on your evening swim."&nbsp; Her green eyes danced as she looked over at him,&nbsp; her smile hid by the rim of her glass as she took a sip.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 02:35:53</strong>
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				Mike looked at her and smiled as he finished his glass, placing it on the edge of the pool. The air was still comfortably warm and he enjoyed the breeze on his skin. Again he looked at her, her eyes, though a few yards away still drew him loser, perhaps even more now than they had before. She was teasing him as much as he was teasing her and Mike savoured every moment of it. It had been too long since he had been with a woman who did not either have the IQ of an amoeba or was after his money. <br><br>Jaymie had it all, sheseemed to be smart, sure she ended busted in Vegas but that happened to smart people as well who didn't know their way around the city, she was beautiful and he liked her sense of humor. Again he asked himself if he would even be able to keep the game up that he had offered her. If he would do so or if he would tell her she could have the money if she wanted it, yet ask her to stay, perhaps work in his company if she wanted to.<br><br>He grinned mischievously <em>“Who says you do?”</em> he said, picking his glass back up and playing with it between his fingers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 02:52:19</strong>
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				Jaymie's brow shot up as she looked at him and the teasing little boy smile that played across his lips.&nbsp; Surely the man wouldn't swim nude tonight with her sitting here.<br><br>But then again, he had been pretty unpredictable so far so she wouldn't put it past him.&nbsp; If she wasn't careful she was going to get herself in a hole she&nbsp; might not be able to dig out of.&nbsp; <br><br>Mike's eyes looking her over in thought hadn't gone unnoticed by Jaymie.&nbsp; If she was honest with herself she wondered what he was thinking but she wasn't about to ask.&nbsp; In time perhaps.<br><br>She stood up, "If you don't mind, I think I will head up and get out of these wet clothes and go on to bed."&nbsp; She picked up her glass.&nbsp; "Mike thank you again for everything."&nbsp; Jaymie wasn't sure what to say to him.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 03:29:14</strong>
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				Mike had wanted to see how far she would go and when she told him she would go to bed he knew they had reached their limit for the evening. He was surprised they had gone as far as they did and he smiled and nodded. Slowly standing up he looked at her<em> “I hope you enjoyed the eveningdespite the unplanned bath”</em> he smiled. <br><br><em>“As I said earlier I will be in town until about lunch, erhaps a little later. If there is anything you need, you can always talk with Maria, it is her job to help you as well for the time you live here”.</em> He said, his smile warm and welcoming.<br><br>His thoughts were going in all different directions as she walked up the stairs towards the house. Turning back towards the city he slowly took of hi trousers and jumped into the pool again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 03:59:13</strong>
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				Jaymie had set her glass on the table where they had eaten before disappearing into the house.&nbsp; She had wanted to turn around and look at him but she didn't.&nbsp; <br><br>Then she heard the splash, her steps had paused slightly before she made her way back through the living room, the foyer and up the stairs to the room she had been given to stay in.<br><br>Right or wrong Jaymie didn't care, she hurried over to the window, pulled the purple drape back and looked down at the pool.&nbsp; Mike was swimming nude as he said he enjoyed.&nbsp; His body moved smoothly as he cut through the water from one end to the other.&nbsp; Jaymies dark green eyes watched him from above.<br><br>Standing there now she was mesmerized watching him.&nbsp; It wasn't like she was getting a chance to see much as he swam laps but she had forgotten all about getting out of her wet clothes.&nbsp; Instead as she watched him as his teasing smile and playful words danced before her.<br><br>She didn't want to talk to Maria, she didn't want to hang with the woman, she wanted him and that was dangerous on so many levels.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>29-10-2009, 04:08:39</strong>
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				Mike swam a few laps before resting at the side of the pool, leaning against it he looked down across the Valley, his mind going through the events of the evening. He had done it, he had asked her, brought her home, given her the clothes. <br><br>But something had happened along the way. He actually enjoyed her company, she was much more of a woman he could actually fall for than she was an object of lust who he would send home once she had the money she needed.<br><br>He wanted her of course but at what cost? Would could happen, what if...there were so many possible ifs in this equation, so many possibilities as to where this could all go. He swam over to the side where the tables were and with a swift move lifted himself out of the pool. Finishing his glass of wine, he took his clothes and began to walk up to the house. He figured Jaymie was asleep by now. Should he risk knocking on her door, should take the risk. Then again what was he risking?<br><br>Looking back at the Valley once more before entering the house, he sighed quietly before he began to walk upstairs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>29-10-2009, 04:54:11</strong>
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				Jaymie sucked in her breath when Mike swam to the side and hoisted himself out of the water.&nbsp; From her view point she could watch the water as it ran in droplets down over his bare torso.&nbsp; Pooling in a small scar she saw there before brimming over to run down lower.<br><br>Watching the drop as it ran lower, across his hip.&nbsp; Her jade green eyes strayed to his shaft.&nbsp; It wasn't firm it wasn't even semi firm but it wasn't hard for her to imagine it as it could be.&nbsp; One of her hands ran down over her body to feel the heat eminating from her core.<br><br>When Mike looked back towards the valley Jaymie let the curtain fall back into place.&nbsp; She was afraid he might had seen her.&nbsp; Her clothes were not the only things wet on her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>01-11-2009, 02:41:38</strong>
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				Mike walked through the dining room, taking an apple from the basket that was on it and began to eat it while he walked upstairs. As he reached the top of the stairs he looked at the door to Jaymie's room, weighing the odds wether he should knock or not. Slowly he shook his head before he walked towards his room. It would be mad to knock, assuming she would want him as much as he wanted her. Besides it had been a good half hour since she had gone up, so she was probably allready asleep.<br><br>As he was in his room, he took a bathrobe from the closet and lipped into it before walking out to the balcony. Leaning against the railing he looked over the valley again. Tempted, his mind going back to how she had felt as he had held her before jumping into the pool, the way she had looked when she sat there by the pool her clothes wet, how her shirt had clung to her. Thinking back about this moment now, he could feel the excitement in him rise.<br><br>Pondering what would be the right thing to do he looked over to where her room was and saw traces of light on the balcony. She was not asleep yet. For a moment Mike looked over, then he walked out into the hallway and to her door. Hesitating a moment he finally knocked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>01-11-2009, 03:04:26</strong>
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				After letting the curtain fall back into place Jaymie had stepped into her bathroom and stripped off her wet clothes.&nbsp; True she should shower but she wasn't in the mood right now.&nbsp; She could always do that when she got up in the morning.&nbsp; She was sure she wouldn't be sleeping late, she rarely did.<br><br>She didn't bother with anything he had boughten her as she walked to her room to find the old football jersey she had had for years and still slept in.&nbsp; Tonight she needed to feel like she belonged here because tomorrow it would all hit and tonight will have just been a dream.&nbsp; Tonight she could still pretend she had just been upgraded to a comp room.<br><br>She had just pulled the purple coverlet back on her bed and set down to brush her damp hair out to get the tangle out of it when the knock came.&nbsp; Jaymie hadn't been expecting it, the unexpectedness of it making her jump.&nbsp; <br><br>"Come in."&nbsp; She knew it had to be Mike there was no one else around tonight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 02:46:38</strong>
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				Mike breathed deeply and walked into her room. Looking at her as she lay on the bed, her hair wet, dressed in a Football Jersey she looked as sexy as she had at the pool, as she had when he had first seen her. <br><br><em>“I still saw light in your room” </em>he said his eyes looking into hers<em> “and I was wondering”</em> he continued as he slowly walked closer <em>“if there is anything you need or if everything is alright”.</em> Fighting his hardest not to show his desire for her he spoke calm and nonchalant as if no other thought had brought him here.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 03:02:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jaymie had stopped brushing her hair as he moved closer to her bed.&nbsp; The robe he had on was tied so loosely it didn't hide a lot but just enough.&nbsp; The man was tempting and insane to come in here dressed as he was and asked her if there was anything else she needed.<br><br>"Everything is fine, I... I just couldn't go to sleep yet."&nbsp; Jaymie stretched to lay the brush on the nightstand.&nbsp; "You know different place, different bed."&nbsp; She did manage to give him a smile though.&nbsp; Reaching up Jaymie's hand went under her hair to rub the back of her neck a moment.<br><br>"Thank you for checking though."&nbsp; She was just glad he couldn't read her mind at the moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 14:48:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her, Mike noticed that she seemed nervous and he wondered if it was due to the events of the dayand evening which had passed or if it was due to the situation. Which ever the reason may have been, it id not seem to be a distressing nervousness, not uncomfortable. <br><br>His desire for her hard to hide from himself, probably not even her, he yet hesitated. Would it ruin the actually wonderful evening they had experienced if he would make an advance towards her? An evening that had one so very different than he would have imagined before he approached her in the Casino. Never had he thought he would discover....what exactly was it he had discovered for her. Again his mind was turning in circles around the same questions and he decided it was perhaps better to leave things the way they were at the moment. <br><br>His hand reaching for the doorknob again he nodded slowly as a warm smile came onto his lips. <em>“Allright, you know where my room is if you need anything. I will be gone when you wake up in he morning but I should be back before Lunch I think”</em>he said before turning and leaving the room. Before he closed her door fully, Mike turned again and looked at her. <br><br>His expression becoming even softer, so unlike him and he noticed it, was surprised by it as well, yet he did not want to show his own dilemma of trying to figure out what exactly was going on, what unexpected effect she had on him. He simply looked at her and said softly <em>“Thank you for a wonderful evening. It has been a long time since”</em> his voice trailed off and Mike just nodded briefly before closing the door.<br><br>Standing outside of Jaymie's room he whispered <em>“Good night”</em> more to himself than to her before he slowly turned and walked back to his own room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Life's a gamble (Nevaeh &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 21:35:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Mike had knocked on her door Jaymie's mind had let all kinds of wicked thoughts run through it.&nbsp; She had to work on reining them in when he walked in wearing just a robe.&nbsp; He swam nude, he slept nude, she knew that.&nbsp; And that little fact didn't help the situation that he was standing in her room now.<br><br>That he had only come to check on her, to see if she needed anything doused the thoughts like a cold shower.&nbsp; &nbsp; Jaymie pushed the thought that she was here on a business arrangement back to the fore front of her mind.&nbsp; She had too and yet she wasn't sure if she could play his game.<br><br>He knew she wasn't good at poker and she knew she had agreed already to do as the winner of each hand asked of her.&nbsp; Tonight though had made her wonder if that was what she wanted, if she could pull it off.&nbsp; She had seen another side of him.&nbsp; Jaymie had seen his boyish charm, his comfort around her.&nbsp; <br><br>There was an attraction there on both sides she could feel it.&nbsp; Mike had come and gone almost as quickly and now she sat there looking at the closed door, her body tingling with desire.&nbsp; "Sleep well."&nbsp; She had called after him.&nbsp; <br><br>Reaching over she turned off the light and settled down under just the sheet, Jaymie closed her eyes and tried not to think of what she had wanted to do tonight.&nbsp; Her hand strayed down to her mound as her finger ran through lazy designs through the crisp, curly hairs there.&nbsp; The last thing she remembered before sleep finally took her was she wished it was Mike teasing her there.
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