The Nightlife: Las Vegas (The Nightlife Series) by Travis Luedke

while she captured his soul with her eyes.  The poor boy never had
a snowball’s chance in hell.  Seduced in seconds, he’d probably open up a vein
for her right there if she asked.  Fortunately, her simple request didn’t
require bloodletting.
    “ Bonjour ,
would you be so kind as to do me a small favor?”  He nodded with the
slack-jawed smile of an idiot.  “I would like to speak with the manager Kino. 
Tell him we were sent by Mr. Kramer from the Caesar’s Palace.”  She stroked the
man’s arm smiling sweetly.
    He stammered, “Oh yes, right away.  I’ll take care of it
immediately!”
    She squeezed his arm and pecked him on the cheek.  “ Merci beaucoup .”  He took off
jogging into the club.
    Ana and Michelle looked absolutely fabulous, dressed in top
form.  A cream short sleeve top hung loosely about Ana’s hips complementing
black, skin-tight boy shorts.  Michelle wore a purple see-through top–– no
bra of course ––and a black skirt that barely covered her ass cheeks, very
little left to the imagination.  Both women displayed yards of smooth white legs
accentuated by provocative curves.
    Scanning the crowd in line, Aaron caught blatant gawking
stares.  The men in line salivated over his arm candy.  They would’ve given
their left nut to be standing in his place.  Although he wore only simple black
slacks and a red dress shirt, he held everyone’s attention via the company he
kept.
    Michelle’s name dropping routine produced results.  A stout
Hispanic with the standard issue Latino fade haircut and mandatory chin strap
facial hair came out the side door and ushered the threesome into the club
discreetly.
    Michelle greeted him warmly, pouring on the charm to cement
their VIP status, “ Bonjour and good evening.  You must be monsieur Kino?  Oui? ”
    She shook his hand and rubbed her perky nipples on his chest
and arm as she kissed his cheek.  Old-school European etiquette, but for her it
doubled as a form of seduction.  Her see-through top had the anticipated effect
of mesmerizing both Kino and all other men in her vicinity, a howling beacon
for testosterone.
    Kino smiled wide, “You got da right man.  Any friend of
Kramer’s is a friend of mine.”  His teeth were blinding white as he grinned at
Michelle–– obviously bleached .  She had snatched his soul already.  She
could teach classes on how to seduce a man in 10 seconds or less.
    “My name is Michelle, and these are my friends Aaron and
Anastasia, we appreciate your help very much, merci
beaucoup ! ”
    Aaron and Ana shook hands with Kino who moved a little too
close to Ana, rubbing up on her with the greeting.  After a moment of
admiration Kino led them to a VIP table for four and excused himself.  “I’ll be
sure to catch up with you later.”  He looked right at both girls with the
veiled statement.  “If you need anything give a holla at the bartender or one
of the waitresses.”
    They hit the bar immediately, the gypsy princess needed a
drink.  Ana ordered Patron tequila with Squirt and lime.
    “She’ll have an orange juice to go with it.”  Aaron modified
her bar order.  He answered Ana’s squint, “You need to replenish lost fluids.”
    Michelle took off for the dance floor on her own, impatient
to begin the hunt.  A tall massive ‘linebacker’ picked her off right away.
    While Ana downed her liquor like nothing, ordering another
right behind it, Aaron explained, “We need to feed from at least two to three
people a night.  Small nips, just a few seconds of contact.  I can’t rely on
you alone.  You won’t last very long trying to keep up with my needs.”
    “You mean you’re going to do it to these other women?  What
you do to me?”  Her accusatory eyes bored into him.  He read her instantaneous
visceral jealousy.
    “But its so … intimate.  I want you to feed from me.  Now.” 
He read her pain as her heart twisted into a tight knot.  Feeding was such an
intimate