The rooftop pool in late May in Las Vegas is always relaxing. I love to sit here and sip my whiskey and soda and just reflect on things. The Countess is tanning next to me and her barely string bikini makes the looks I get even more fun. And tonight Jessica will be joining me as we take a chartered plane down to Cancun for a one week stay in an exclusive resort for some relaxation.
Being a high stakes gambler and his woman is so tiring after all.
When I left off I had just taken a stuck up snob of a Saudi Prince Playboy for about six million and two of his "hired" Ukrainian strippers/Sugar Babies. I'm sure you are thinking that I cut a path through Switzerland during that time and enthralled dozens of women and made millions.
Actually, not so much.
It didn't really sink in until a couple of weeks later back in the US just how much I had made and what kind of women I now had at my beck and call. Jessica and Amber and Missy and Megan; they were all hot babes. But I got a glimpse of how the other half lived and I damned sure liked it. The food, the parties, the women; it was all amazing.
I was lucky as hell that Astrid was one of my women. She guided me though the path in Zurich. She showed me how to dress (I had the right clothes, but there was flare and style and movement), act, talk, and spend. It cost me a lot, nearly a million for ten days, but it was worth it. I showed that I was casual with my money, which meant I had a lot of it and that put me in with the right people. The people who actually DID have vast amounts of money and were easy meat for someone who knew what he was doing.
I had taken some French in school and Astrid stopped me from trying to talk in it. "Better to be just a regular American than talk like a hick" she had said and I have to admit that it did work. I decided to work on it when we got back (I actually speak good French now and Swedish thanks to my lovely Jessica) and just drive on. She put me at ease, and got me in the door for one party after another. Jessica and Astrid both insisted that I just party for a bit. To seek out other games would give off an indication that I was on the make, and that wouldn't do.
So we just partied. I made a lot of casual contacts that panned out later on for invites in the Rivera, the Alps, the Greek Islands, you get the idea. I danced and drank and made small talk and then fucked my brains out with five hot babes at night. Natasha and Svetlana were an awesome fuck when fucked together and I soon decided that they needed to be kept as a set. Jessica approved and we made arrangements for them to stay in the US at Dr. Stannoer's place for my remaining time in college.
So by now I was getting ready to finish college. Even though I was a junior, I had been taking a pretty heavy class load. Thanks to certain people's influence (namely my thrall Dr. Stannoer) I had been given credit for a lot of electives and some of the higher math classes. I was set to graduate a year early and I planned to.
Jessica was still doing her Master's work so she was still around and I was the Vice President of my frat, so I had that going on. I wanted to complete college as I felt that you never could tell if my power would last. If everything went south, then I would at least have something to fall back on.
Well, that and I really wanted to have one more year in the frat. We threw the best parties on campus.
I won't bore you with most of my year. With millions in the bank already the hustle to make book was greatly diminished so I became a much more casual gambler. Smaller amounts, I tended to lose a bit more than I had as I was not so driven, and it was more to keep in mental shape. The Doc would still have me go out and hit it hard about once a month, but I usually would hit an Indian Casino out of town (or state) for that. It made for nice weekend away with Jessica or with my two Ukrainian beauties.
It was right before Spring Break that the last notable thing in college happened. I was out very late after our Saloon had closed (the one I talked about earlier, still going strong and the most popular attraction at the Spring Festival). I was had just dropped the days earnings in the night deposit box at the bank and was headed back to the house. I was staying there as it allowed me more sleep after nearly all night partying versus having to get into my apartment and then get up earlier to go in for another day.
I won't argue I had been drinking. But I was now a pretty good functional drunk, meaning I could drink a lot and hold my liquor (you pick that skill up as a gambler), and I still say I was not swerving at all when suddenly my rearview mirror lit up with the flashing lights.
Long story short I got arrested for driving while impaired and got hauled in by the city police.
I made my calls and got Jessica's voicemail and the Doc's too (I found out later that both had been out late too and were passed out). I told them to get my lawyer and get me picked up in the morning.
Now, where they had taken me was not the full on police station but one of those sub-stations that are open part of the time. There were actually only two officers on duty, the guy at the desk who processed me and then locked me up and one other who I hadn't seen. The reason was that the Spring Festival had put on a concert this year, got a couple of good bands and they pulled in a much bigger crowd than normal. One of the bands was one of those groups that were really into drugs and so were a lot of fans. This had resulted in a large disturbance, not really a riot, but a lot of dopers and so on got hauled into the main station. They were out of space so they said since I was not causing any issues and was just waiting for my lawyer just to keep me there.
They had patted me down, but I asked if I could keep my dice for entertainment. The cop had shrugged and checked them out (clear plastic so you could see through them) and then tossed them in the cell.
I yawned and lay down on the bench and tried to get some sleep, but the bench was stainless steel and was way too hard. After a bit I gave up and started rolling my dice on the bench. After several rolls I heard the door open and looked up to see the other cop walk in.
Whoa.
The woman who walked in was a fox and a half. She had long red hair done up in a bun, a great set of tits, and a nice fit and shapely body. She reminded me of Natasha in how she moved and how her body seemed so hard and fit. Her face was lovely and she had some wickedly green eyes that seemed as sharp as Dr. Stannoer's when she was not turned into something else.
I had tossed my dice as she came in and her head jerked over to the cell door. It was a typical jail barred door so she could see right in. She saw me scooping up the dice and frowned.
"How did you get those?"
"I asked to keep them, the other officer let me."
"That's against regulations. Now I'll have to write him up. Hand them over."
I now noticed that despite being pretty young (maybe 25 or 26) she was a sergeant.
"Hey now, no need to do that. I can't sleep and I wanted something to do. It's just dice."
She stepped up close and gave me a cold look. I mean colder than Astrid had before I got into her mind and turned her into my adoring pseudo-mother in law. I gulped and said. "Hey I have an idea. Wanna Bet?"
She froze for a second and I smiled. "How about we roll for my dice? If I win, I get to keep them and you don't write up the other cop. If you win, you can lock them up with my other stuff and do whatever."
The cop seemed to fight with herself for a second and then finally said "Well, okay. I guess one toss won't hurt. Push them over and then move back against the far wall."
I did as she asked and set out the low roll set and we rolled. I won with a ten to an eight.
The cop blinked and then let out a little sigh. "Okay, keep them. Do you have anything else in there that I need to know about?"
"No ma'am. Just the dice. Wanna bet?"
She stiffened again. I was attracted to this cop, she was hot, but her attitude was a real turn on. Strong, tough, and no bullshit. She ran a tight ship apparently and I was thinking she might be useful. I wasn't sure what yet, but I wanted to find out. And to find out meant I needed her to roll some dice.
"It's a pretty boring night; how about we do one more toss. If I win, you'll decide to sit down with me and roll dice with me. If you win, you can head out and do whatever."
The cop seemed to struggle for a bit and then I saw her glance at her watch and give a slight shrug. I heard her mutter "Eh, why not? Now that that big ass group of dopers is locked up it will be a quiet night." She moved up to the bars and said "Okay, shove the dice over and then back up."
I did and we rolled. Eleven to three, my win.
The cop seemed to have a moment of hesitation and then shrugged again. She said "Hold on" and left the holding cell. She came back a minute later with a folding chair and sat down by the bars. I moved the dice towards her and then moved back as she reached in. I smiled and she gave me a cold stare again.
"Wanna bet? If I win, you will relax and enjoy the game. You'll find it really fun to roll dice with me. If you win, you can leave and do whatever you really want to do."
"Okay, roll."
We did and this one was close. She got a seven and I got an eight.
The cop blinked and then seemed to visibly relax. She leaned back in her chair and gave me a smile. Not an "Oh yeah, come on and fuck me", but a "Hey, this is pretty fun" smile. I grinned at her and said "See, not a bad way to pass the time."
"Yeah, actually this isn't so bad. Now that all the college kids are passed out it's the graveyard shift. I always hated this shift, but this is a nice way to pass the time. Roll again?"
"Wanna bet?"
She stiffened and I said "How about if I win, you will open the door and sit on the bench opposite me, you'll be completely at ease because you know deep down I'm harmless and this is all in good fun. If you win, you can choose the next game."
I wasn't sure she would go for that one, it was pretty lame but I couldn't think of anything else. She must have been really bored because she nodded and said "Roll it."
We did and I got a nine to her four.
