SWEET SEX SLAVES By SUSAN SWEET

FOUR OF A KIND

By Susan Sweet

It began at our usual poker night at Bob's house. Every Wednesday evening at 7:00 P.M., I would meet with my four poker playing buddies; Bob who was a bachelor and had a great poker table in his living room; Roy, a C.P.A.; George, a pharmacist; and Tony, the butcher. We would have a poker game that usually lasted until the early morning hours. We played a game of increasing stakes that left one of us with all the money. This game which we all took seriously, along with plenty of beer and good conversation, was the firmly established ritual in the weekly schedule of our lives.

When I arrived that night, however, I found that Roy had been called out of town on an emergency audit and he had sent along a replacement, his sister-in-law, a woman named Joyce. I was introduced to Joyce and she towered over me as we shook hands. I'm five foot seven inches tall, but she must have been six two at least! She had long black hair that she wore in a pony-tail and she was dressed in sweater and jeans.

We all sat down to play and began the game with one dollar bets and a three raise limit. Having a woman in the game certainly stifled some of the lewd joking that we were all accustomed to, but Joyce soon proved herself to be an excellent poker player, winning more hands than she lost. The stakes went up steadily as the night wore on. Five dollar bets and four raises. Ten dollar bets and five raises! One by one, the other players in the game dropped out as Joyce cleaned them out. George, Bob, and then Tony were beaten, which left me as the only male still in the game.

"What do you say to one hundred dollar bets with a no limit raise?" Joyce suggested.

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