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My heart pounded hard beneath my chest as I steeled myself against the heavy door, attempting to catch my breath. I shifted my focus to the far away sound of the slot machines, concentrating on the hungry cha-ching reverberating from their metal exteriors as they drained money from their greedy victims. The sound was oddly soothing and it slowed my breathing, allowing me a few seconds to clear my head. I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this, suddenly becoming aware of the moisture between my thighs, my throbbing pussy tingling in anticipation. I had been planning this conquest for the past year, waiting for the right moment, longing to feel his touch at last. Looking around at my surroundings, I took it all in. Eighteen years of saving myself, and this was how I was going to lose my virginity -- hundreds of miles from home in a casino hotel -- the pungent odor of stale cigarettes and whisky wafting up from the lobby and filling the air. The smell of success, however, was so very sweet. My only real regret was not sleeping with my best friend’s dad months ago.

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I met Jisoo in grade school after her family moved to the city for her dad’s job. We became fast friends and were inseparable from that point forward. We spent so much time together, in fact, that our parents ended up close by default, hanging out often, spending weekends cooking on the grill or taking the boat out on the lake. As the years went on, our families even began trading off the care of the kids while the adults took vacations to their respective grown-up playgrounds. It was ideal for everyone, and we all adopted each other as a second family. Unfortunately, it came crashing down

around us one stormy day in April, just two months after I’d turned sixteen. 
Mr. and Mrs. Manobanended up in a heated argument after they’d returned from a night out. Apparently Irene had too much to drink and admitted to having an affair for the past six months. She cried that she was madly in love with the other man, whom she’d known in her former life, and they were planning to move to his vacation home just outside of Las Vegas. She insisted that Jisoo stay behind to finish her sophomore year, and that she would fly her out to visit over the summer. Mrs. Manoban moved out that very weekend with the promise she would call soon, but that call never came. Three months passed before the ex-Mrs. Manoban showed up on her old doorstep to finally see her daughter, and Jisoo, forgiving soul that she is, fell across her lap sobbing that she was lonely and couldn’t take being there without her mother. By that time summer had rolled around and Jisoo packed her bags, defiant after a fight with her father, swearing she was leaving for good. She did just that as she headed out west to live the glamorous life her mother promised her she would have. She squeezed me tight as she boarded the plane and made me swear to come visit her in SinCity the first chance I had. And just like that, she was gone too.
I felt a sense of responsibility towards Mr. Manoban after Jisoo left. He was trying to adjust to single life after the divorce and now he’d been abandoned by his daughter to boot. He had been so kind to me over the years, treating me as part of his family, and I wanted to help somehow. I began spending most of my free evenings at his house during my junior and senior years after work, doing little things like tidying up the kitchen and keeping him company. He was grateful for my generosity and teased me about feeling sorry for an old man like himself. He would smile down at me with his piercing blue eyes, and it caused my heart to flutter and skip a few beats every time he did.

It wasn't longbefore I started to look at Mr. Manoban - Lisa as he preferred to be called in a new light. I couldn't believe I'd been oblivious to his handsome face and muscular body before, but he'd been like my dad for the past eight years and it had never occurred to me to view him any other way.

The crush I had developed for him awakened feelings in me that I never knew I had. There was a stirring sensation deep inside my belly any time I was near him, and I felt an intense sexual attraction towards him that I'd never had for any of the boys at school. Lisa had rugged good looks, fine lines in the corners of his eyes that crinkled just right when he gave that impish little grin, and salt and pepper hair that I longed to run my fingers through. He took great care of his body and it showed.