So she was in Vegas. She'd come to party, and party she did, still had VIP ribbons on her wrists from clubs and after parties. The pool was a cool place to hang out, soak up some sun and rest. She'd untied her bikini straps for tanning, and she turned to look up, her bikini slipped a little. She didn't care. She was in Vegas.
Vegas
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