At home Nick and I play for clothes, not quarters. I won three hands in a row which meant I was sitting pretty while Nick lounged on the bed in his naked glory. One more hand would finish him off. Then he won a hand, I lost my shirt. Then I lost again and there went my shorts – it was getting serious. Then the next hand and my panties were lost. It was crunch time, the last hand would decide it. It was my deal and the hand was tense, he’d draw a card and keep it. I had good cards, but not all in the same suit. I’d have to discard a good one, was it the one he wanted? No, I breathed again. More cards drawn and discarded and then he did it – he discarded the one I wanted! Thirty-one ladies! I won again.
Winning means I got anything I wanted, a nice long spanking with the implement of my choice was a good beginning and other wonderful things happen after that. I highly recommend this game – and contrary to what some here have indicated, I do not cheat! But it would have been worth it.