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I'm not a procrastinator by nature...
"Reggie!!" Sam called out after the puppy that was currently running around her suite at the Montecito with one of her bras victoriously between his teeth. His oversized paws kept tripping up in the straps, which would result in Sam stopping to laugh at the situation, that was also probably not helping her actually catch the dog either. It tore ( Read more... ) -
43 - Satisfaction
The Montecito has small white cards at the front desk, and also enclosed in the information booklet of every single room within the hotel. Most times they are simply forgotten about, or used to jot down a phone number, or a reservation number for seats to Cirque de Soleil. Those small white cards though can mean a lot to the right person ( Read more... ) -
[FM] 40 - For Your Own Protection
"Ah, ha-ha-ha Danny. Very funny. Just show me the tape okay?" Sam glared at him through narrowed eyes as Danny rewound the playback showing her how one of her clients was actually trying to grift the waitresses. She watched in near disbelief as she watched Mr. Martens slip his hand across the waitresses arm while the other one took his chip back ( Read more... ) -
Vegas!!! Never Felt More Like Home!!
Sam had watched the island get smaller and smaller, and eventually it was just ocean below them. It was a miracle she had survived, and truthfully she knew she owed it to Rusty more than she was willing to admit. His natural instincts had kept them safe more than a few times, which actually equated to her realizing that maybe he was a bit more ( Read more... ) -
36 - Proverbs
boys will be boys
"Come on Sam!! Live a little!! Be dangerous!!"The voice was calling out from above her, her arms folded neatly across her chest with a firm expression of utter frustration accompanying her stance. The clients were the Galt brothers, whom Sam had had the privilege of working for three times before this one. Each time the brothers ( Read more... ) -
32 - Dear Rusty Ryan...
[timeline is obviously post island, not that it matters since she won't send it anyway - ha!]Rusty Ryan ( Read more... ) -
28 - Sex in Sin City
I live in Sin City. I work there too, so sex isn't just a word to me it's almost a part of my job. I'm not saying that sex should be just a word either, trust me it's far from a single syllabel that gets spoken as often as a bet is placed. It's just that here in Vegas it is almost just another word. It's not whispered behind a well placed hand, it' ( Read more... ) -
[Open] Yacht Sans Whale
Sam had been weaving through the crowd expertly trying to track her client down. He shouldn't have been hard to find, but somehow he wasn't anywhere that she had seen him. There were others there that she was sure she wanted to meet, but right now it was one track mind, and the track was getting shorter. Tugging on the hem of her skirt she stopped ( Read more... ) -
This is What I Do!
She was walking at a faster pace than normal, mainly because the whale that was supposed to be crossing the threshold of the Montecito had yet to, and things like this didn't ever end well for her. She didn't lose clients, that wasn't supposed to happen. Well at least not anymore. If there was a problem, she'd fix it. Simple as that, but when there ( Read more... ) -
10 - Welcome to the Montecito!
"Hi! Welcome to the Montecito Resort and Hotel, my name is Sam and I'll be your Casino Host for the duration of your stay. If you need anything at all, please don't hesitate to ask." Her smile lights up her face as she talks, her tone even and calming. There isn't a single man alive that wouldn't be pleased to hear her call out their name in bed. ( Read more... )