Jessica
IT WAS JUST past seven. Another uneventful evening of eating dinner alone. Bored out of my mind, and a little pissed off, I decided to do something spontaneous and... a little bad. I put on a sexy black dress and drove to Bally’s on the Vegas strip. I used their valet parking and went inside to gamble away some of Jordan’s money.
Unfortunately, unlike most of the gamblers in Vegas, I couldn’t seem to lose. It was almost humorous.
“You’re kidding?!” I squealed, winning another hand of Blackjack.
“Nope. You just won five thousand dollars,” said the dealer, sliding over my chips. “Are you sure you’ve never played this before?”
“Just with my family,” I replied, stacking my chips. “I usually never win with them though.”
After a few more rounds and winnings, I noticed a crowd gathe
