Three weeks later Madonna called. She must possess gotten my identification number from
Charlene, because I never gave it to her. I had thought about calling
her to see if she wanted to go out to a pic or something, but I just
did n't make love how to ask a girl out. I always found some excuse for
putting it off, and there were midterm exam examination to hold back me tenanted.

'' Hi Larry, this is The Virgin, '' she said. `` How are you doing ? ``

'' OK, how about you ? '' I replied.

'' I am doing fine. I was calling to see if you were interested in another
poker game ? ``

As soon as I recognized her voice on the phone, I figured this was
what Mary was calling about. I had thought a lot about that strip stove poker
game in the last three workweek. I had very baffled feeling about it. It
had certainly been exciting. Sharon was the first naked young woman I had ever
seen in the bod. I had lost count of how many sentence I masturbated in
the hold out three weeks thinking about Sharon 's bosom and raw soundbox.
On the former script, I had been stripped myself during the biz. Mary,
and probably most of the others, had gotten a look at my erecting,
when I quickly whipped my boxers off, before sitting down. I had
won the bagger back at the end of the game, but I had been very close
to losing this game and suffering the embarrassment of standing
completely naked in front of the four girl.

Should I risk playing another game with theses girl ? I had studied
very hard how to bring salamander before the first gear game, and I thought I had
played very well, but it did not seem to aid. If you do not get good
cards, there is very fiddling you can do. You can not really bluff in a biz
where everyone had to show all their cards at the end.

Still I knew the odds should be in my favor. If the game was just pure
luck, there should be a 50/50 chance of a young lady being the big loser and
only about a one in eight chance of me being the big loser. If I could
bid salamander better than virtually of the others in the game, then my odds
should be even better, but could I really play better ? Mary seemed
pretty good at salamander, and I suspect the girls had been practicing with
these prescript quite a bit. Many of the girls in the game were engineering
scholarly person, and they probably knew how to estimate out all of odds. Was I
in over my read/write head trying to play landing strip salamander using those rules they had
made up ?

'' well, I really do n't know. I did n't do that well utmost time, and I ... I
just do n't think I 'm a lucky person. ``

'' Oh, that 's silly, Larry. There is no such matter as lucky or ill-starred
people, '' Mary said. `` If you play as well next time, you should do
much better. ``

'' Well .... '' I replied. `` I 'm really worried about how I played hold up clock time. I
thought about that finis bridge player over and over. I could just as well ended
up stripped with Jim and George IV. ``

'' Oh, Larry, '' Mary answered. `` You told me you were trusted you had me
beat, and you were right. You are good at reading hoi polloi, and that 's
an crucial skill in poker. You could induce been amiss, but you
were n't. Do n't doubt yourself. You are expert at it. ``

'' Well ... I do n't have intercourse, '' I answered. `` Are you trusted Sharon wants to
play after the last game. ``

'' Yes, '' answered The Virgin, without any waver. `` Sharon is very
concern in another game, and so are Kristen and Betty. ``

'' But why do you require me ? '' I asked. `` You have already seen me in
my natal day rooms, and besides, if I 'm really a respectable thespian, why would
you want me in the secret plan. Would n't you rather have a pitiful players in
the game to improve your chances ? ``

'' Larry, Larry, you do n't understand, '' Mary replied. `` We could flirt
flight strip poker the way kid do, only the low handwriting has to use up off a piece
of dress, but that is just a biz of chance. Sharon, Kristen, and I, we
all want a real poker game but where we bet clothes instead of money.
We are looking for guy rope who are n't afraid to bet their clothes against
us. For strip poker to be interesting there has to be a pregnant risk
that it is me who gets stripped. We do n't want cat that are so easy to
heartbeat that it 's not a challenge. Yes that means we are going to fall behind
sometimes, but without that risk of infection, strip poker would be boring. I want
you because you are a dependable player, who has proved he is not afraid to
bet his clothes. That 's why I want you. ``

At least she had not said that she wanted me because I was rubber. I still
could not tell if Mary liked me or just thought I was a condom soul to
bring to a comic strip salamander game. Something inside me wanted to go to this
secret plan, but something also was warning me to say no.

'' OK, '' I heard myself say. `` When is this secret plan ? ``

Had I really just agreed to work another game ?

'' Well, we were thinking of next Friday night. Is that ok ? '' Mary
asked.

'' for sure, '' I answer, and we made arrangements to meet that Fri
night.

After I hung up the phone, I felt confused. The sensible sides of me
kept saying this was crazy, but something made me go ahead anyway.

Fri nighttime I once again found myself sitting on the trading floor of the
converted master bedroom that was now Sharon and Kristen
apartment. Sharon, who was sitting just to my left this meter, mete out the
first manus.

Much to my surprise, George II had come back to represent again. I
wondered what he would do this time if one of the female child lost. Kristen
apparently thought George would act reasonably. Jim had not come
back for this instant game. Either he was too embarrassed after the
first game to work again, or Betty had decided not to invite him. Betty
had brought Joe, an average looking engineer type, who seemed very
bore to get started. The other new players were Cathy and bill. Cathy
was a scant young lady with shoulder length light brown hair. Bill was also
myopic, but well built.

I picked up my cards and looked at them, and then looked at them
again. I had three wiz, a jack and a queen. I could n't believe my honorable
luck. I looked at everyone else. Since Sharon had dealt, Bob was the
first to act, and he passed. So did Kristen and George, but Cathy
opened. Everyone else saw the bet.

I discarded 2 lineup. about the great unwashed took three cards, but banker's bill and Joe
took two bill of fare, and Bob took one. I looked at my two menu, a four
and a nine, no assistance. I looked around, trying to think who could consume a
hand that would beat three one. Cathy had opened, so she was the
first to act and she confidently bet one. Bill folded, but Betty studied
Cathy 's face, then tossed one chip into the pot to see the bet. Joe
looked at Betty, then picked up the three microchip in front of him and
dropped them into the pot as a lift. Mary folded and now it was my
round to act.

I looked at Joe. He had taken two cards, so he might have had three of
something before the lot. Cathy and Betty had taken three cards, so
a pair was the best they had before the draw. I had never played poker
with Cathy or Joe, but I was surely Betty would have raised if she had a
hand that could circumvent me. Bob worried me. He had passed rather than
opened, but took only one card. He must experience been trying to satisfy a
straight or a heyday. If he had made it, he would have me beat. I took
off my shoe and tossed them behind Sharon. `` I 'll see the three, and I
call down five, '' I announced. I pushed the three chips in straw man of me into
the pot, and Sharon put in five more from the banking concern.

Sharon folded and so did Bob. I was relieved. Bob did not have a
straight or redden. Kristen and George quickly folded. Now Cathy was
staring directly at me. She reached down and removed her shoes and
handed them to Sharon also. `` I see the bet, '' she said.

Betty looked at Cathy, then at me. `` Too rich for me, '' she said.

Joe had been studying both Cathy and me, and he hesitated, but
reluctantly removed his horseshoe. `` I 'll see the bet too, '' he said. `` Ok
Larry. What have you got there ? ``

'' 3 I, '' I said, as I turned over my plug-in. This was met with a
groan from Joe and Cathy. As everyone laid down their hand, I saw
that Joe had three three 's and Cathy had two pair, Rex and eight 's.
We looked around for the low hand and it turned out to be Bob, who
only had an Ace senior high. Bob had four diamond, so I suspect he had
tried to draw to a flush, and failed. He must have figured with an ace
senior high he would not receive the crushed hand, if he missed the bang.

I gathered in all the chips in the pot and tried to stack them in nominal head of
me. Bob handed me his shoes, then gathered up the carte du jour and began to
shuffle them for the next hand. Mary leaned over to whisper in my
ear. `` Looks like your luck has improved, Larry. ``

Bob began to make do out the cards and everyone tossed in their ante.
Cathy and Joe were both out of chips. Joe took off his wind sock and threw
them behind Sharon. Cathy was wearing pantie hose. She had to bear
up and pull up her Elwyn Brooks White apparel to remove them, but Cathy was on the
opposite English of the lot, so I did not get any peek at her underpants.

I picked up my visiting card and found an ace, baron, eight, seven and four.
well, I could n't look keen cards every deal. Kristen was the first to
act, and she opened. Everyone else quickly saw the bet.

I drew three cards, and got a duo of eight 's. That should be good
enough to observe me from having the humble hand.

Most others took three, except for Bob and Joe, who each took one,
and George who took two. The real surprisal was Mary, who did not
learn any. What did she have ? A to the full house, a heterosexual or gush seemed
most probable, unless she had something like two pair with a ace kicker,
but I thought Mary would have discarded the ace, so I discounted that.

Kristen had opened, so she was the offset to act. She was studying her
plug-in carefully and pushed one chip forward. `` I 'll open for one, '' she
said.

Everyone folded around to Joe. He had taken only one card, so he
probably had two twosome before the draw poker, and he was studying his wag
carefully. `` I 'll see the bet, '' he finally said.

Madonna immediately removed her shoes and handed them to Sharon.
'' I 'm raising you five, '' she said, pushing the cobbler's last flake in social movement of her
towards the pot. Sharon added the five for Mary 's shoes.

I folded without another face at my card and so did Sharon. Bob
thought about it for a indorse, but folded also. Now Kristen had to
decide what to do. She had opened, but taken three cards, so she must
have had at to the lowest degree a dyad of diddly-shit before the draw play. Finally, she took off
her shoes and handed them to Sharon. What did she make that she was
betting against Virgin Mary 's probable entire star sign, blush or straight ?

Joe looked at Kristen and then at Mary. He had already lost place and
drogue, so he would have to sell his shirt to see the bet. Joe shook his
head. `` I fold, '' he said.

'' OK, Mary, what have you got ? '' Kristen spoke up.

'' A true, '' replied Virgin Mary, as she laid down her cards.

Kristen moaned as see dropped her carte on the floor. She had two
pair, unity and poove. What had she been thinking when she bet ? It
was a good hand, but when Mary drew no bill of fare, it should have been
light up to Kristen that her helping hand was beaten. Had Kristen not been
paying attention when Mary did n't discard any cards, or did she not
understand enough about poker to realise she was beaten ? Maybe all
those hr reading poker game account book and practicing playing games were
worth something after all.

While I was trying to envision out Kristen 's system of logic, everyone else was
looking for the lowest paw.

'' I think you have the lowest hand Bill, '' Sharon said.

I looked down at circular 's hand. It was a top executive high. Bill took off his
horseshoe and handed them to The Virgin. Kristen began to gather up the wit
for the adjacent hand. I looked around and the chipping stacks of the instrumentalist.
Many players had only one chip shot left. Kristen and Betty had no cow chip
left, so some more clothes would have to come off this paw. Madonna
and I, of course, had big tons of chips by virtue of winning the 1st
two hands.

As Kristen started to administer out the notice, Betty took off her shoes and
handed them to Sharon, who gave her back five crisp. Everyone put
one chip into the pot for an ante. When Kristen had finished dealing,
she stood up reached under her skirt and pulled off her scanty hosiery,
dropping them in the galvanic pile behind Sharon. Sharon put one chip in the
ante and gave the other four to Kristen.

I picked up my cards and looked at three tetrad. A very good hand, but
would it hold up. Kristen had dealt, so the first of all to act was Saint George.
Everyone passed around to me, so I opened for one. Everyone saw my
opening bet, but Sharon and George I had to deal their skid, and Bob
and neb had to sell their wind sock to get chips.

I drew two cards, but they were no extra help. I still had three
fours. Sharon took one board, and everyone else took three board. Since
I had opened the commencement bout, I had to act first this turn. From the
draws, Sharon had two span before the draw, and everyone else had at
unspoiled a couple. Three quaternity might hold up as the respectable hand, but I was n't
sure. On the other hired man I had a big push-down list of chips in forepart of me. If I
opened for five, that would force hoi polloi to remove a piece of clothes
to observe out if they had me beat.

'' I open for five, '' I said, trying to sound very confident.

Sharon turned and looked at me, shook her promontory and folded. Bob
looked at me carefully, then took off his shirt and tossed it in the pile
behind Sharon.

'' I 'll see your bet, '' he said.

Kristen looked at Bob and me. She was clearly thinking about betting.
She only had four check in front of her, so she would have to sell her
gray sweater to the bank, if she wanted to bet. She frowned. `` I fold, ''
she said.

George VI and Cathy both folded, but peak removed his shirt. `` I will see
the bet, '' measure announced.

Betty was studying me carefully, then looked at Bob and Bill. She was
wearing sloppy dark pants and she rolled up her pants to move out her
fleece sock and handed them to Sharon. `` I 'll see the bet, also, '' she
said.

That left Mary, who folded.

'' OK, Larry, what have you got there this meter, '' Betty asked.

'' Three four-spot, '' I said.

'' Not good enough, '' Betty said excitedly. `` Three ten-spot. ``

Bob and Bill both dropped their cards on the storey. I could see they
both had two pair.

I looked around to try to see who had the lowest hired hand.

'' I 'm afraid you have the abject script Cathy, '' Kristen said.

'' What, '' Cathy said. `` I have a couple of five 's. Somebody must be humble
than that. ``

'' No, a span of five 's is the lowest manus, '' said Kristen.

Cathy looked around at all the other deal on the story until she was
convinced it was unfeigned. She shrugged her shoulders and stood up. She
removed her bright red belt, then unbuttoned her dress and stepped out
of it, revealing a white lacy bra and a petticoat. Cathy 's dress had been
recede fitting around the bureau, but as she handed it to Betty I could
clearly see that she had prissy size of it breasts. Not huge breast, but bigger
than Sharon 's, which were, of course, the exclusively breasts I had ever seen
in the flesh.

Cathy sat back down, and looked around the band at all the bozo
staring at her bra. `` Well I hope you are all enjoying the view, '' she
said with a smile. `` Come on, whose deal is it anyway. ``

It was George VI 's pile. He started to gather up the cards and shamble
them. Joe was all out of chips, and he removed his shirt and tossed it
behind Sharon to get enough chips to ante. Everyone pushed his or her
ante into the pot. I noticed that Cathy had anted her last chip, so her
teddy was going to have to come off very shortly to stay in the game.

I picked up my wit, and looked at a pair of nines, an ace, a two and
a three. Not a great bridge player. Since George had dealt, Cathy was the starting time
to act, and she passed. Everyone else passed to me also. I passed, and
I was wondering if no one had an opening hand, but Kristen opened
for one. George immediately saw the bet, and then it was Cathy 's
turn. She was out of french fries. She could of course fold, but that would up
the luck of having the lowest hand. She was clearly thinking about
it, but she finally stood up and skid the elastic bands of her White half-
slip down over her hip joint, revealing a low cut lacy ovalbumin panty that was
solid in front but semi transparent on the side. Cathy let the slip drop
to the base and then quickly sat back down, and forced a smile, as
Sharon handed her five chips.

Everyone else quickly saw the bet. I wondered if I should keep the
ace, and only demand two cards, but discarded the ace and took three.
Everyone else took three, except for Bob and Kristen, who took two. I
picked up my three board and saw a third nine, plus and an ace and a
jackstones. Now this was better, but what about Kristen. She had opened
and only taken two cards. Did she have three of something ? What
about Bob ? He had passed, rather than unfold and then taken only two
placard. He must have had a low couplet and kept an ace kicker, so he
probably did not accept me beaten.

Kristen was the foremost to act, and much to my surprise she passed. If she
had three of anything, she would not have passed, so she must have
had a gamy yoke, plus an ace kicker and did not improve the helping hand in the
drawing card. I was feeling surer I had the best hand. Everyone passed to me.
With the big lot of chips in straw man of me, I decided to spread out for five.

Sharon, sitting next to me, was studying me carefully. She stood up.
'' I 'm going to see your five, and advance you five, '' she announced.
Sharon was wearing the same black wearing apparel as at the first game. So far
she had lost only her shoes, but to get ten chipping, she would give birth to sell
her step-in hose and attire. She unzipped the wearing apparel and let it strike to the
floor, revealing the same lacy blackamoor bra and half-slip I had seen at the
last biz. Then she reached up under her elusion and removed her panty
hosepipe, and sat back down, with a big smile on her face.

What form of mitt did Sharon give birth ? I had not been worrying about
her. She did not afford, and she took three cards, but she must take
something now. My experience playacting against Sharon in the first
biz told me she probably had me beat. She might sustain seen the bet
with two span or a lower three of a kind, but she would not be raising
with her dress if she did not have got a very thoroughly hand.

Everyone else folded around to me. I looked at the big stack of poker chip I
still had in front of me. I was pretty for sure that Sharon had me beat, but
I had a lot Thomas More chips in front of me, so I could provoke back another
five, and pressure her to take off her teddy to see my bet. Would she then
arouse back with her bra ? If she did, I could enhance back and she would
have to bet her panties.

'' I see your five and put up you five, '' I heard myself saying.

All center turned to Sharon sitting succeeding to me. Her blueness eye were
staring back at me. Sharon slowly stood up and wiggled out of her
fatal petticoat. She tossed it in the camber mound and sat down. `` I 'll see
your bet, '' she said, and then spread her circuit card on the storey. `` I 've got
three Martin Luther King Jr., what have you got Larry ? ``

I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. I spread out my cards. `` Three
nines, '' I said.

Sharon reached out and began gathering in the pot. I looked down at
my push-down storage of chips. I still had xv or twenty chips, so I was not in
any contiguous trouble, but still, Sharon had suckered me into losing
more than I should sustain lost by taking off her attire. I was mad at
myself for being taken in by that move. I guess I was lucky that
Sharon did not give birth the guts to conjure with her bra at the end, or I
would have even fewer flake left.

mass were now looking around to see who had the low deal. It
turned out to be bank bill, who only had a queen high mitt. Bill stood up
and removed his pants and handed them to Sharon, leaving measure sitting
there in his underpants and undershirt.

It was now Cathy 's deal, and she slowly gathered up the plug-in,
shuffled them, and began to deal the next paw. Everyone put his or
her ante into the pot. I picked up my cards and looked at a big
nothing, an ace, eight, seven, three and a two.

The betting started with Bill, who passed. Betty also passed, but Joe
opened. Everyone else saw the bet, around to Kristen. Kristen was out
of chips, so she pulled her sweater off over her head, revealing a white
lacy bra. Kristen handed her jumper to Sharon and took the five
chips, tossing one into the pot. The remaining players all saw the bet.

I took three card, and so did everyone else, except for Mary and Joe,
who took only two. I looked at my three cards, but they were not any
really help. I now had an ace, fagot, eight, six and a three.

Joe, who had opened, passed on this betting unit of ammunition, but Virgin Mary pushed
five chips from her sight into the pot. `` I open for five, '' she said
confidentially.

I folded, of track, and so did Sharon and Bob. Kristen was studying
her bill of fare, and then looked up at The Virgin. Kristen stood up, unzipped her
skirt, stepped out of it, and handed it to Sharon. Kristen was wearing
solid pink satin pantie. Then to everyone astonishment, Kristen
reached behind her back and unfastened her bra, letting her breasts fall
relinquish. I heard a gasp from Joe. Kristen 's white meat were with child than
Sharon 's, and now that they were liberated from her bra, they dropped
and bounced as Kristen sat back down. `` I raise you five, '' she said.
Kristen sat up straighter, and pushed her bosom out, seeming to want
to make sure enough we all got a good look.

Everyone folded around to Virgin Mary, who was staring at Kristen 's eyes,
rather than her breasts. Mary coolly reached down to her stack of
bit and counted out ten of them. `` I 'll see your five and raise another
five, '' she announced.

Everyone turned to Kristen. She stood up and slowly slid her scanty
down and stepped out of them. She then stood up holding the panties
out by her ovolo and first finger's breadth for a few seconds, giving all of us a
clear view of her naked mannequin. Then she sat back down, and tossed her
panties into the bank pile behind Sharon. `` I 'll see your bet, '' she said.

I could n't believe this. Kristen was acting very dissimilar than how I
remembered her from the hold out game. Virgin Mary spread her circuit board on the
level. `` I 've got three sixes, '' she said.

'' Not soundly enough, '' Kristen smiled. `` Three tens. ``

Kristen scooped up the poker chip in the pot and piled them in figurehead of her.
She counted out fourteen chips and handed them to Sharon. `` Sorry
guys, I have to buy my underwear back. ''

Sharon reached back and found Kristen 's panties and bra and handed
them to Kristen. Kristen stood up and pulled her panties on quickly,
then slipped her bra strap over her articulatio humeri and fitted the cupful under
her chest, before reaching behind her to fix it in back. `` appearance
over, '' she said as she sat back down.

I tuned and looked around. Like me, everyone had been staring at
Kristen. Now everyone laid his or her cards on the story and we
looked around for the lowest hand. I had completely forgotten that I
only had an ace gamey hired man and that could be the last hand. I
searched the other helping hand. George I had an ace high gear also, but his second
calling card was a world-beater, while mine was a nance, so it looked bad.

'' Ohhh, '' I heard Sharon groan next to me. I looked down at her hand.
She only had a king mellow hand. After raising with her slip on the
previous bridge player, Sharon was now in her underwear, so she had just lost
her bra to Kristen. Sharon stood up and reached back behind her,
struggling with her bra clasps. Finally, she got it unclipped, and
holding the bra against her white meat with one bridge player, threaded the straps
off maiden one shoulder then the former. Then she smiled, pushed her
chest of drawers out, and dropped her bra away revealing her perky breasts.
While Kristen 's larger breasts sagged slightly, Sharon 's smaller
bosom protruded from her chest of drawers like two mountains, that swayed back
and forth above my head as she wiggled her shoulders.

Sharon tossed her bra to Kristen and sat back down. `` OK, show are
over. prison term for some of you guys to show a little. ''

As it turned out, Sharon was the right way. Bob, George I and Bill were all out
of cow chip. Saint George just took off his sock and tossed them in the bank
muckle. Bob stood up and took off his pants, collecting some tin whistle
from the girls at the bulge in his jockey boxers. Bill had already lost
his pants, so he removed his singlet and tossed it over Sharon 's
foreland. It was throwaway 's mountain, so he gathered up the cards, and shuffled
them.

While waiting for the next hand, I kept sneaking glances to my right at
Sharon 's breasts. All I could guess of was the grand piano Lakota mess
in Wyoming, which I had visited two summer earlier with my family.
Now I understood how those wad got their name.

I picked up my carte du jour and looked at a pair of kings, a ten, a five and a
four. Not bad, but far from a winner in this game. Betty was the first
to act and she opened.

Joe was out of cow chip, so he stood up and removed his pants. Joe also
had a big bulge in the forepart of his jockey shorts, which got some
catcalls before he sat down. Everyone else quickly saw the bet.

I took three cards and so did everyone except Bob and George III, who
took two, and Betty, who took only one. I looked at my three new
identity card, two aces and a jack. Now I had two pairs, single and king. A
skillful hand, but I did n't recollect it would be a winner.

Betty had opened and she started the betting for one. Joe and Virgin Mary
quickly folded. Betty had opened and taken only one card, so she had
two span before the hooking. My two pair probably beat her two pair, but
Bob and George had taken two cards, and might let three of a variety.
Betty had a heavy pile of chips than I did, so there was no way I was
going to get her to take anything off. I decided to just see the bet.

Bob immediately pulled off his undershirt and smiled. `` I raise five, ''
he said.

Everyone else folded back to Betty. My guess was that Bob had three
of sort and Betty two pair, so I figured that Betty and I were both
beaten. I did n't know what Betty was thinking, but she had a big smile
on her typeface as she counted out ten chips to see Bob 's bet and raise him
five.

My chip passel was getting humble and I could see no reason to continue in
this mitt when I thought Bob had me beat, so I folded. Everyone now
looked at Bob. He was going to sustain to bet his underpants to win this
hand. Bob stood up and pulled his jockey shorts down, and stepped
out of them. Bob stood up and held his short out between his thumb
and first of all fingerbreadth, mimicking the display by Kristen earlier, but with one
big difference. The one sticking out in front of Bob. Kristen had
proudly displayed her scrub, and Bob was now showing off his
erecting. Finally, he sat down, but made no real effort to hide out his
erection.

I looked around at Mary and Betty. Their heart were firmly fixed on
Bob 's hard-on sticking up between his branch. This game was really
different from the inaugural plot. Everyone had been shy and tried to
cover up as much as the regulation allowed in the first game. This sentence
everyone was a bit of an show-off.

'' Ok, what have you got Betty, '' Bob said, breaking the silence.

Betty laid down her circuit board without saying anything. She had a brace of
diddlysquat and sevens.

'' Not well enough, '' Bob said, and laid down three superstar.

Betty did not seem to listen at all. There was a little smile on her face,
and her heart were looking at only one thing. I think Betty knew she
was beaten when she raised, but did n't care. She got what she wanted.

Bob gathered in the pot. He handed seven cow chip to Sharon, and
grabbed his shorts back. He stood up and pulled them on. A big bulge
was still obvious as Bob sat back down.

'' Sharon, I think you have the low mitt again, '' said Bob.

'' What ? I 've got an ace gamy, '' responded Sharon.

I looked around. Everyone had at least a brace of something. Sharon
was looking carefully too, and she could not determine a lower hand either.

'' Oh well, '' she said, as she stood up. `` A slight show for the cat
before we take your short pants for effective. ''

Sharon pulled her black lace panties down and stepped out of them,
then held them up, just like Kristen and Bob had done earlier. Then
she tossed the pantie across the dress circle to Betty, before sitting back
down.

Sharon still had a big stack of chipping in front of her, so while naked,
she was not in immediate peril of losing, but if she got the low helping hand
again, she would be the big also-ran, so she had to be careful. Still after
having the low hand twice in a row, she should be OK for the rest of
the game.

It was Betty 's deal now, and she began to gather up the bill for the
succeeding deal. As Betty shuffled and dealt the cards, people put their ante
into the pot.

Cathy was all out of chips, so she stood up and unfastened her bra,
which latched in figurehead rather than the book binding, then paused for a second,
before quickly folding back the separated cups to reveal her tit.
Cathy breasts were bigger and rounder than Sharon 's. Without the bra
to support them, they drooped just ever so slightly. Cathy dropped her
bra off first one arm and then the former, then she held both her hands
above her straits making a V with her weapons system, and turned back and Forth River
so we could all get a sound vista, before she tossed the bra behind
Sharon and sat down.

This just kept getting better. So far I had only lost my shoes. Sharon
was sitting next to be naked as a Cyanocitta cristata flaunting the thousand Teton at
me. Cathy was bare-breasted and her mammary glands were bouncing in
front end of me. Earlier Kristen had shown us all of her.

I picked up and looked at my cards. They were the unsound manus of the
nighttime, a ten, eight, seven, six, and a three. I had better ameliorate this
hand on the attraction, or I was the low hand for surely. Joe was the start to
act, and he passed. Mary opened, and everyone quickly saw that bet. I
took three cards, and in an strange developing so did everyone else.
I picked up my three new cards. They were an eight, a nine and a six.
I had kept the ten and eight, so I now had a span of eight 's. That
should be safe enough to prevent me away from worst hired hand.

Mary had opened the number one rung and was obviously thinking toilsome
about whether to bet here. Finally she picked up one chip. `` I open for
one, '' she said.

I folded immediately, and much to my surprise, so did everyone else.

Mary laid down her poster. `` I had a pair of aces, '' she said. The eternal rest of
us put our cards on the floor and started to appear for the low mitt. I
was n't worried with a duet of eight 's. It turned out both George V and
Cathy only had king high hands, but Cathy had a king, queen and
George had a king, jack, so George II was the failure. Cathy had looked a
little worried that she had lost her panty, until she spotted George 's
hand. George shrugged, took off his shirt and handed it to Mary. Mary
had gathered in the pot, and now had a much bigger good deal of fleck
than I did.

Joe gathered up the circuit board and began to shuffle the next hand.
Everyone anted, and for George I and Bill it was with their hold up chip.
George would have to betray his knickers in this hand, and handbill would have
to deal his underpants ! Cathy was not a lot better off than Bill, but she
had two more chips than note. It was beginning to look like bill would
be the big unsuccessful person in about three More hands, but Cathy would lose her
panties before then. We were going to get to see a little more of
Cathy.

I picked up my hand. I had a pair of eight 's, a King a nine and a four.
enough to keep on me from losing, but that was all.

Mary was the first to act and she opened for one. Myself, Sharon, Bob
and Kristen all quickly followed suite, but George II was out of cow chip.
He stood up and unfastened his drawers and took them off. He sat back
down rather quickly, but the bulge in the front of his underpants was
obvious. St. George tossed his drawers behind Sharon and got his chips
from her.

Cathy saw the bet, and then it was Bill 's turn.

'' Well, I guess this is the moment you have been waiting for ladies, ''
Bill said, as he stood up. Bill pulled down his underpants and stepped
out of them. He stood up dangling them between his ovolo and
forefinger, while the girlfriend gasp and giggled around me. Bill was very
well endowed and this had clearly shanghai Madonna and Sharon. Bill
tossed his underpants over Sharon 's head and sat down.

Betty and Joe quickly saw the bet. I discarded three carte. Most others
did too, but Bob took two, Virgin Mary took one and Betty did not admit any
at all. I picked up my new cards, a king, queen and a ten. No real help.
All I had was just a couple of eight's.

Mary, who had opened and drew only one card, must throw two pair.
She was looking at Betty, who had taken no cards. Betty must have a
straight, rush or a full house. Mary had wads of chips in front of her,
and so did Betty. The Virgin finally opened for one chip.

I folded and so did Sharon. Bob was looking at both Mary and Betty.
He counted six chips, and said I see the bet and raise five. Bob had
drawn two calling card, so he could cause three of a kind, but that would not
beat any of the belike hands that Betty had. Could Bob have gotten a
full planetary house on the draw or maybe four of a form ?

Everyone folded around to Betty. Without hesitation she picked up ten
chips. `` I 'll raise you another five, '' she said.

Virgin Mary then folded. She clearly knew that Betty had her beat.

Bob, while he was in his underpants, had a big stack of chips in front
of him, so he could easily see Betty 's bet and/or raise her backbone. He
was thinking about whether he should see this bet, and finally just
shrugged his shoulders and tossed in another five chips.

'' Alright Betty, let 's see what you 've got, '' Bill said.

Betty laid down a wax house, three queens and a twain of quaternion. Bob
shook his heading and dropped his cards on the story. They were three
sixer. Betty reached out to gather in the pot, when I heard a cry succeeding
to me.

'' Oh god, this ca n't be truthful, '' Sharon said. Sharon had a pair of two 's. I
scanned the other hands looking for something lower, but a pair of
seven 's was the next high hand. The plot was over, and Sharon
was the loser.

Sharon clearly did not like this ontogenesis, but she was trying to
remain calm.

Kristen got up and went to the kitchenette region to get the timer. `` Sorry
Sharon. I guess this was n't your day, '' she said, as she came back.

We all started getting up off the floor. Bob and George started
arranging some chairs for all the guy rope to sit in while they watched
Sharon 's show. Of the histrion in the game, only Mary, Betty and
myself were still modestly dressed. Sharon had `` lost '' and was now
standing au naturel near the heart of the way and nervously awaiting
her lot. Bill was equally lacking in clothes, and sitting against the
wall making some cause to cover up or control his problem. Cathy
was nearly as disclosure, wearing only a dyad of low cut white step-in.
Kristen, Bob, George and Joe were all in their underwear. All three of
these bozo were showing obvious bulges in their jockey shorts, and I
could see some moist patches forming as well.

'' OK guy rope, '' Kristen announced. `` Remember the linguistic rule. Absolutely no
touching. I 'm starting the timekeeper now. ``

'' Alright Sharon, '' George VI said, `` down on the floor and spread those
legs wide. ``

Sharon had obviously expected this. `` I knew that was what you would
ask for, '' she said, as she lay down in the middle of the way, and
spread her wooden leg very wide.

I had, of course of instruction, studied my fair plowshare of Penthouse and man-about-town in
the last few years, so I knew the basic of the female person anatomy, but
seeing it in the anatomy for the first time caused a very prominent bulge to
develop in my denim. The guys, except for flyer, who was still playing
shy against the wall, went over to give Sharon a closer inspection.
Sharon reached down with her hands and spread her vagina mouth to
give us a ripe view.

Sharon noticed that bill was still sitting by the rampart. `` Come on broadside, ''
she said. `` You do n't desire to miss your big opportunity here do you ? Come
over and take a flavor. '' The other young woman giggled at this.

Bill, looking a lilliputian red in the cheek. `` That 's ok, '' he said. `` Why do n't
you come over here. ``

'' That 's a good idea, '' George said. `` Sharon, go over and let poor Federal Reserve note
get a good facial expression between your ramification too. ``

Sharon got up off the storey and walked over to beak. She spread her
legs in front of him and then reached down with both hands to spread
her vagina sassing. `` How is this Bill ? '' she asked.

'' Very nice, '' banker's bill replied.

'' Well I seem to have gotten the tending of something there between
your legs, '' Sharon laughed. This brought another giggle from the
girls.

'' OK, leave Bill alone, '' George said. `` Kristen, can you put some
music on. Let 's see if Sharon can dance. ``

George clearly remembered what the girls had made him do after the
last plot and was extracting some measure of revenge.

Sharon could trip the light fantastic toe very well ; at least I thought so. Her breast
bounced and giggled as she moved to the euphony. St. George, Bob and Joe
seemed to care it too. note was still siting over by the wall, trying to
keep back his things under dominance, and watching Sharon terpsichore was not
helping.

I was leaning back in my death chair, staring at the vertical teat of Sharon 's
breasts as they swayed to the music, when the kitchen timer went off,
signaling the end of the 10-minute penalization period. Suddenly the way
was filled with bare and semi-clothed people scrambling to find their
things. All I had to find was my shoes, and I was not in a big hurry to
find them. I was enjoying watching everyone else get dressed.

Mary came across the way and stood silently next to me. Mary was
staring around the elbow room at the others as they got dressed too. After
virtually of the detail had found their way from the story to their archetype
owner, Mary and I set out looking for our shoes. It only took a minute
for each of us to turn up our shoes, and then we were back outside in
the chilly night air.

'' Wow ! Three ace on the world-class hand, '' Mary said. `` Do you still think
you 're an ill-omened person, Larry ? ``

'' fountainhead ... I guess I was pretty lucky tonight, '' I replied. `` You did very
well yourself. In fact, you and Betty are the ones who have never lost
anything. ``

'' well you certainly got to see what you came for this time, Larry, ''
Madonna said.

'' Yes, and so did you, '' I replied. `` I saw the look on your nerve when
Bob and bill dropped their boxershorts. Do n't tell me you did n't enjoy
that. ``

'' Yes, '' Marry giggled. `` Bob and Bill both had some interesting tip.
I noticed you could n't keep your oculus off Sharon 's point of interest
too. ``

'' What about Kristen ? She was the one who really changed the game
with that little act with her panties. Is she a closet exhibitionists or
something ? ``

'' I do n't recall she 's an show-off. She was just making the best of
a bad berth, '' The Virgin answered. `` I do n't do it how it is for guys,
but for a little girl to bare it all in movement of guys she does n't know real well,
takes a lot of guts. If you do it the way Kristen did it, at to the lowest degree you can
feel in force about yourself ; not like you just did something dirty. How
did you feel end game after you lost you shorts ? ``

'' Ah ... embarrassed, '' I replied. All I could remember from losing my
shorts was the erection I had, and desperately trying to cover it with my
legs, but I was n't going to tell Mary that, so I changed the subject. `` I
was thinking Kristen did that to deflect the guys and get them to represent
recklessly, so they would misplace. ``

'' well, I do n't think so, '' replied Mary. `` For one thing, Kristen 's not
that good at poker. ``

'' I noticed that too, '' I interjected.

'' You mean when Kristen bet against my heterosexual person, '' asked Mary.

'' Yes, '' I said, `` that seemed really silly to me. It was obvious you had
a practiced hand than she did, but she bet anyway. ``

'' It was obvious to you, but Kristen tends to focus too a good deal on what
she has in her paw, and not pay a great deal tending to what others are
doing, '' Mary said. `` I figured the game was over when Kristen went
all in against my three sixes, but that metre she had the circuit card to outfox
me. Speaking of playing recklessly, I noticed that Sharon suckered
you out of some chips, by just taking off her dress. ``

'' Well ... yeah, '' I said. `` I think girls have an unfair advantage in this
game. When a girl starts to take off her apparel, the guys lose their
point and set out betting when they should n't. ``

Madonna giggled. `` Well it 's not just girls. Bob suckered Betty into
betting when she should n't have by taking off his shorts, so guys can
do it too. ``

'' I forgot about that, '' I replied.

'' So did you like the secret plan tonight ? '' Mary asked, after a slight pause.

'' Of grade, '' I said. `` What was not to wish ? ``

Actually I had shuffle feeling about the event. I was, of course, very
turned on, but I also, somehow, felt sorry for Sharon.

'' I hope we were n't too hard on Sharon, '' I added.

Virgin Mary giggled. `` Well, the missy had long give-and-take of what would
happen when one of us lost. You guys did n't do anything that we
did n't expect. As long as it 's like a sojourn to the gynecologist, we
figured we could do by that. ``

'' I am not so sure you would say that, if you had been the also-ran,
instead of Sharon, '' I said.

'' wellspring, I 'll talk with Sharon next workweek, but I think she will get over it
pretty quickly. She probably planning what she 's going to do future
game when one of the Guy is the big loser. ''

This seemed like a serious place for me to convert the content, before we
got back to Mary 's dorm.

'' Do you accept any design for tomorrow evening ? '' I asked.

'' well yes, '' Mary stammered, somewhat surprised by the question. `` I
mean not really. I promised some lady friend that I would go to moving-picture show with
them tomorrow dark. I suppose I do n't really birth to go ... '' Then
Blessed Virgin smiled. `` Or maybe you could come along with us. I think some
of the early young woman are probably bringing cat, so you wo n't be the only if
guy. That sounds fun to me. ``

This was not exactly the kind of date that I had in mind. On the early
hand it was onward motion. I had just asked a lady friend for a appointment, and she had,
more or less, said yes. We would be going to out with a big group,
which would probably be More daughter than Guy, but it certainly beat
hanging around the dorm on another Saturday night, and I was finally
going to go someplace former than a strip poker game with Mary. At
least that 's what I thought that night .