Trust

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Authors: Aubrey St. Clair
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me or not, because Chase only quickens his pace and I have to hurry to keep up
with him.  I'm thankful for the strong grip he has on my hand as there are so
many people around us now I'm worried I could easily lose him.
     
    "Chase!"
     
    There's a big man
standing by a separate entrance, smiling at the poker player as the two slap
hands in some complicated greeting. 
     
    "Ace, my man, how's
your game?"
     
    "I think I need a
few more pointers.  Dropped a grand at the 2/5 at MGM last night."
     
    "Ouch.  You're still
too curious, stop looking people up on the river."
     
    "Shit yeah, I know."
     
    "Well, give me a
ring and we'll talk about it some more.  You got space for two tonight?"
     
    "Of course, you know
I do."
     
    All of sudden the man
swings open the heavy doors and Chase's casual and confident hand is ushering
me forward into a throng of beautiful people surrounded by loud, pulsing
music. 
     
    My senses are overwhelmed
with the sights and sounds around me.  The club is dark, but multi colored
lights beaming across a sweaty crowd light up the room as people bounce and
sway to the music.  Chase's hand closes tightly against mine as he weaves his
way through the crowd, either finding a path or making one as he goes, I'm not
sure which.  He soon stops in front of a bar and orders us drinks. 
     
    "What do you
think?"  His lips are next to my ear but he's still talking very loudly so
that I can hear him over the music.  His hot breath causes a shiver to run up
my spine and I wonder how long we have to stay here before we can go back to
his hotel bedroom again.
     
    "Intense," I
yell back.  He smiles, taking that as a positive as he presses a glass into my
hand.
     
    "Hi Chase!" Two
gorgeous blond girls walk up to the poker player and hug him.  He speaks
briefly to them before they smile and one tries to grab his hand as she walks
away.  I look over at him questioningly.
     
    "Fans," he
shrugs, looking embarrassed.  "Come on, let's dance."
     
    He pulls me back into the
crowd and I drop my drink back onto the bar before it's out of reach.  All of a
sudden our bodies are pressed together as gorgeous young people surround us, all
of them dancing and sweating in unison to the electronic sounds coming from the
massive speakers all around the club.  It doesn't take long to forget
everything and lose myself in a similar way.  Chase is a great dancer, and I'm
happy to let the crowd push and jostle us together so that our bodies are
pressed tightly as we grind.  His lips find my neck in the crowded low light
and I laugh, raising my eyes to the sky.  This is what I needed after all.
     
    We dance for what seems
like at least an hour before he grabs my hand and leads me from the floor
again.  I'm tired and hot but elated and buzzed at the same time.  Leading me
through the crowd, Chase brings me through an opening and all of sudden we're
outside.  Just like inside, beautiful people surround us, the only difference
now is that there's a pool and the people milling about it are wearing even
less than the ones inside.  The desert air is warm, but still cooler than
inside the center of the crowd so I welcome the break.
     
    "What do you
think?"
     
    "It's fucking
fantastic," I say, my face grinning wildly.  "I need another drink
though."
     
    "Of course, wait
right here."
     
    I open my mouth to say I
want to come with him, but before I can he's disappeared into a crowd of
people.  I shrug, deciding to take in the sights of this amazing club while I
wait.  There's simply nothing like this back home.  The outdoor area is
enormous, with a huge pool taking up a large part of it.  I wonder how people
managed to get a swimsuit in past the bouncers and the dress code rules, and
how drunk I'd have to be to feel comfortable swimming amongst all of these
gorgeous people.  I watch them for a few minutes before I realize that it's
taking Chase an awfully long time to get our drinks.  There's a bar on

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