Working in an Atlantic City casino can be very routine, unless you have a friend like Cleo.

Cleo is the swing-shift supervisor, and always presents herself in a very professional manner. We have been friends for eight years and our conversations have always been mentally stimulating.

However, the “just friends” status changed one night, about two years ago. Cleo and I were on our dinner break, enjoying each other’s company as we had many times before. After about 15 minutes, Cleo asked if I knew any place where we could talk in private, because she had something serious to discuss with me. I said I did, and we left the cafeteria.

We walked down the hall in silence towards an old, unused poker room I had suggested. I was slightly behind her shapely figure, and it was as if her whole body... Read More