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Deal Pt. 2/?
Date: 2011-12-03 04:11 pm (UTC)"Yeah, but you suck good, babe." Benny responded with a cheeky grin.
On her first hand she came up with a pair of eights. The high heels came off and went on the table. The next hand, she was dealt was nothing. With that she placed her pencil skirt on the table. She was starting to regret agreeing to their stupid terms.
the next hand she had gave her a little bit if hope, three jacks. but was beaten by four-of-a-kind from Swank. "Great." She said with a roll of the eyes as she tossed her shirt on the table.
Her next hand was a full house. With this she won her shirt back and a thirty five caps. The courier drew a straight on her next hand and thought she may be getting more money, but Tommy had four sixes. The hand cost her the shirt she just got back. A pair of fours on the next round and there when her bra.
The courier could feel all the guys leering at her body, and with a subtle glance to their laps she noticed they were growing hard from looking at her.
On the next hand she was dealt a pair of twos and a pair of eights, but was beaten by Benny's straight. She threw her underwear on the table.
"Looks like I'm out of clothes and out of the game."
"I'll tell you what." Said Benny. "We'll give you some chances to win your clothes back. You can stay in the game. If you win, you get an article of clothing back and the pot. But if you lose, we get a little dance number from ya."
In retrospect she should have at least thought it over but being stark naked made her just was something to cover up with. "Give me my shot and deal the cards."
Her next hand was a collection of a whole lotta nothing. "Alright, time to pay my debt. Help me on the table and put on some music."
Swank gave her a hand up on the table, while Johnny switched on the casinos radio.
"This is the first and last table dance I'm ever doing guy." The courier began to move on the table swinging her hips to the tune of Frank Sinatra. She could feel the heated gaze of the men around her. She bent and turned, making sure everyone got a good view of her before the song ended. All those trips to Gomorrah paid off in a way.
Swank helped her back in her chair as the next hand was dealt. The courier looked at the four Aces she was dealt.
"I want to raise the stakes."
"What do you have in mind?" asked Benny.
"I want to double whatever is in there."
"If we double the pot, you have to up your ante too." Tommy retorted.
"OK, what is fair for me to put up?"
"You win, you get double the pot and your clothes back. However, if you lose, you go to the winner for whatever he wants you to do for the night." Swank stated.
"I have faith in my hand, what the hell. Sure!"
Re: Deal Pt. 2/?
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