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Strip Poker
by Jim Advent (address withheld)

***

Jim is head over heels in love with his sister Ellie, 
but he tries to hide his feelings from her. One night, 
she forces the issue by challenging him to a game of 
strip poker. A sweet and passionate tale of sibling 
romance. (MF, inc, rom)

***

My little sister, Ellie, is nineteen. She's a little 
shorter than I am -- I stand six-foot-one and she's 
about five-four. She was always shorter than I was, and 
I used to tease her about it when we were kids, calling 
her "Ellie the Dwarf" and "Baby Ellie" and stuff. She 
really used to get mad, but now those are more like pet 
names. (She sometimes calls me Jimmy the Giant, just 
like when we were kids.)

Although she's grown now, Ellie still seems to me like 
a little Barbie doll. She's a blonde with hazel eyes, 
very pretty and well-proportioned. She's obviously a 
grown woman, with wide, feminine hips and well-
developed breasts, and I think she's really sexy and 
cute.

I'm twenty-two, three years older than Ellie. I live in 
an apartment in the city, and when Ellie decided to 
come to school at the college here in town, it just 
made sense for her to come and live with me. I have a 
nice two-bedroom unit, and Mom and Dad said they'd 
contribute towards Ellie's portion of the rent. 
Besides, we all felt that "little Ellie" would be safer 
with her big brother there to look out for her.

Living with my sister felt very natural from the first. 
Ellie moved in last August, and I helped her sign in 
for classes and get settled into the college routine. 
(I graduated from the same school.) We were very 
comfortable with each other, even though there were the 
usual little embarrassing moments -- my opening the 
door when she was dressing, and so on.

Ellie dated a little, but not much. She went out maybe 
once a month, and usually with a group from school, not 
with just one guy. She seemed to prefer to stay home 
with me on the weekends. We'd pop popcorn and rent some 
old movies, then stay up late and play gin rummy or 
matchstick poker like we did when we were kids-- only 
we'd stay up later than we were ever allowed to at 
home. It was fun; we'd sit together on the couch, and 
she'd tuck her little feet under her and sometimes 
snuggle next to me while we watched the videos. I have 
to admit, when she did go out with her friends instead 
of staying home with me, I was disappointed.

I broke up with my last girlfriend about three months 
ago, and I have to be honest about the reason. I've had 
a crush on my little sister ever since I can remember, 
and I've never met a girl special enough to make me 
forget about her. I don't think a girl that special 
exists, in fact. I've always just plain been in love 
with Ellie, and I always secretly dreaded the day she'd 
marry some guy and move away. When I knew she was going 
to move in with me, I was in heaven.

It's hard to talk about my feelings, even now. It was 
never just a lustful lech I had for her; it was more 
like a protective feeling, like I wanted to fold her up 
in my arms and keep her safe forever. I guess my 
happiest moments up to that time were when she 
sometimes curled up under my arm with her head on my 
shoulder and we watched old movies together.

And old movies were our special thing. We cried through 
_Casablanca_, we laughed through _A Night At The 
Opera_.. all the old classics. Our favorite movie was 
_Lost Horizons_ with Ronald Colman. We both wanted to 
live in Shangri-La. Something about having our own 
little paradise, locked away from the world, really 
appealed to both of us.

Maybe I should have guessed the truth a long time 
ago...

One Friday night, we were sitting on the floor playing 
cards as usual, with _The Cincinnati Kid_ on the VCR. 
You know, the poker movie with Steve McQueen and Edgar 
G. Robinson. We were working our way through a pack of 
Miller Genuine Drafts.

The movie inspired us to play poker. After a few hands, 
Ellie looked up with a twinkle in her beautiful hazel 
eyes. "Want to make it more interesting?" she asked.

Dumb me, I had no idea what she was talking about. 
"What do you mean -- for money?" I said, puzzled.

"No, silly," she said as she rolled her eyes, "not 
money.

Clothes. Let's play *strip* poker!"

I blinked.

Ellie was smiling at me wickedly. "Scared?" she teased.

I immediately rose to the bait. "Not me," I said.

"But I'll only play if we play for everything!" she 
said.

"Loser takes it _all_ off!"

I considered my chances. I was wearing my sneakers and 
socks, jeans, a sweater, a T-shirt, and my briefs. 
Ellie had already taken her deck shoes off; she was 
wearing a pair of shorts and a purple sweatshirt, ankle 
socks, and I didn't know what kind of underwear. 
Probably a sensible little cotton bra and panties, I 
thought. At any rate, I thought we were at least even.

"I'm game," I finally said. I put on an Edward G. 
accent and pointed at the carpet. "Deal da cahds, 
sweethaht!"

"Okay, hang on," she said, getting up. "I have to make 
a quick stop first." She got up and went into the 
bathroom. I sat there dumbfounded.

As I listened to the door shut, I looked at the TV, but 
I couldn't concentrate on the movie any more. It was 
like a dream about to come true!

Soon the door opened and my sister came back into the 
living room.

She sat down with a sigh of relief, picked up the deck 
in her small hands and started to shuffle, grinning. 
Then she lifted an eyebrow and slipped her shoes back 
on. I smiled.

Now, I hadn't seen Ellie in the nude since we were kids 
and we'd take baths together and play "I'll show you 
mine if you show me yours," but she now had a terrific 
little body. Her legs were perfect, and when she went 
barefoot, her little feet were the prettiest you ever 
saw. Her breasts were smallish, but on her body they 
looked plenty big enough. And she had the cutest, 
roundest little ass...

I was getting hard already. God, I hoped I was going to 
win!

Ellie dealt the first hand, and I drew two cards to a 
pair of kings and an ace. She drew three. My hand 
didn't improve, and she beat me with two pair, fives 
and fours.

I growled and took off my sneakers as she held her nose 
and laughed. "Wheeeoo! Put them back, put them back!"

"Oh, shut up," I said. "Now it's your turn." I dealt 
the cards and looked at my hand.

It apparently wasn't her turn quite yet. I had garbage, 
and sure enough she beat me handily with three of a 
kind to my nothing. I pulled off my socks, and Ellie 
took the cards with a smug smile.

The next two hands were mine, though. Ellie slipped her 
shoes back off-- "Those weren't on long," I observed, 
rubbing it in-- and then she took off her purple cotton 
socks. As always, I marveled at her pretty little feet.

"Prepare to lose, kiddo," I teased. "Deal those cards."

"What's your hurry?" she said, twinkling, and dealt the 
cards.

I lost that time, and reluctantly pulled my sweater 
over my head.

"Hey, no fair!" she exclaimed, "I didn't know you had 
on a T-shirt!"

I grinned. "Well, I still don't know what you have on 
under your clothes."

"And you're not going to find out either, pal," she 
pouted.

"Deal the cards!"

I did. And I lost again.

Ellie grinned and clapped her hands as I pulled off my 
T-shirt and tossed it into the growing pile of clothes, 
which were mostly mine. "Whoooo-eeee!" she laughed. 
"Look at those muscles! Get a blanket, Jimmy-- you'll 
be taking it *all* off!"

"I haven't lost yet, I growled. I flipped out her cards 
and my own, then looked at my hand.

At last! It was a full house, a pat hand.

"I'll take three," she said, and I gave them to her. 
"Aren't you taking any?"

"Nope. I'll keep these," I said, smiling.

She looked at me suspiciously. "You're bluffing," she 
said.

I blinked at her. "How do you bluff at strip poker?"

We both laughed, and she said, "What have you got?"

I tossed my winning hand on the carpet and she sighed 
and stood up. To my surprise, she pulled down her 
shorts and tossed them aside! I had expected the purple 
sweatshirt to go. It made sense, though-- the long 
sweatshirt covered her almost as efficiently as the 
shorts had, though I was treated to a nice view of her 
pretty, bare legs.

When she sat down, I got a little glimpse of her 
panties before she modestly closed her thighs. When she 
dealt, I was delighted to find another winning hand: 
three of a kind, kings.

I won easily over her pair of tens, and she lifted the 
sweatshirt slowly, looking at me. Suddenly, we both 
sensed it wasn't quite such a joke anymore. Her eyes 
left my face when she pulled the shirt off and tossed 
it aside, and she wouldn't look at me. I took in the 
sight of my little sister sitting on the floor in a 
surprisingly sexy lace bra and matching bikini panties. 
I could see the delicate pink hint of her nipples 
through the lace, and a shadow of her light brown pubic 
hair at the crotch of her panties. She looked 
delicious.

"Sis," I said, softly.

She looked up.

"You're beautiful." Ellie stared at me. I added, 
"Really. I think you're so beautiful..." She started to 
smile shyly, and I grinned. "And I plan to take the 
next couple of hands!"

That got her dander up. "Oh yeah? Just deal the cards, 
big guy!"

I tossed away three cards and kept one lousy pair, a 
couple of sixes.

Dammit! A loser for sure, and by now I had a hard-on as 
big as Connecticut!

I lost, all right. I stood up and undid the button on 
my jeans. My sister watched as I slowly undid the 
zipper and pulled my jeans down, not bothering to hide 
the tent below my navel. I glanced at Ellie; she was 
openly gaping.

"Wow! Uh, I mean..." she whispered. Her pretty face 
reddened, and I could tell she hadn't meant to say 
anything. Her eyes strayed to my briefs again, as if 
she couldn't help it. I glanced down at myself-- and 
*my* face reddened. There was a wet spot the size of a 
quarter seeping through my white briefs at the tip of 
my stiff cock!

I sat down and picked up the cards. My hands were 
shaking a bit as I dealt. I considered cheating-- I 
could have done it, too-- but I dealt them honestly. 
Ellie lost with three sevens;

I had three queens, beautiful ladies all.

Not as pretty as my Ellie, though, when she looked down 
and silently unfastened the front clasp of her bra. It 
was no longer a game of teasing and embarrassment. This 
was real, and it was so incredibly sexy. As the lacy 
garment fell away from her body, she covered her chest 
with one arm modestly folded under the other.

"How are you going to deal?" I asked innocently, 
smiling.

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, Jeeez," she said as she 
uncrossed her arms and picked up the deck.

My sister's tits were heartbreakingly lovely: small, 
but full and pointed, tipped with surprisingly large 
nipples shaded a lovely pale pink. They looked so 
delicate, so beautiful... I wanted to gently caress and 
kiss them.

"Pick up your hand," she said teasingly. I tore my 
glance away from those beautiful breasts.

I looked down at the back of my cards and then back up 
at her. She was smiling, her face a bright red. I must 
have embarrassed her by looking at her breasts for so 
long.

"They're so pretty," I whispered. I just couldn't help 
saying it.

"Thank you," she whispered back as she looked in my 
eyes, and she touched her chest over her heart with one 
hand. "I'm so glad you think so..."

Both our hands were still face down on the floor; this 
was the last deal. We were each down to our last 
garment: Ellie in her panties, I in my briefs. This 
hand would see one of us completely naked. Totally 
nude, I thought, for the first time since we were kids.

I swallowed. "Do you want to quit now?"

We looked at each other, and we both began smiling at 
the same moment. "No way," she said softly, and added, 
"a bet is a bet!"

She glanced down at my embarrassingly stretched-out 
briefs and smiled. I was sweating. We looked at each 
other for another electric second or two, and picked up 
our hands.

It was a dream come true. I was holding three aces.

I smiled and immediately showed her my cards. Ellie 
looked at her own, then threw down her hand without 
bothering to draw. She looked me in the eye, her face 
unreadable (Was she mad? Embarrassed? Happy? As excited 
as I was?), and stood up. Her little tits jiggled as 
she rose to her feet.

Ellie hooked her thumbs into the thin lace and pulled 
down her little panties and threw them aside. Then she 
stood there, looking at me expectantly.

My sister was entirely naked, and she was the most 
lovely thing I had ever seen. Her small pubic mound was 
only lightly downed with blondish hair; I could clearly 
see the crease of her vagina. Her nipples were now 
visibly swollen and erect, two pink nubbins as big as 
my fingertips with half-dollar sized areolae-- large 
for her petite breasts.

Ellie's hazel eyes were wide, and she stood there 
looking down at me and breathing rapidly.

I stammered. I stuttered. I swallowed and choked. But I 
finally got it out. "Ellie, you're so beautiful. I -- I 
-- I love you."

"I love you too, Jimmy," she answered cautiously.

I shook my head. "No, I mean..." I shook my head, my 
own eyes blurring with tears, and held my arms out to 
her. There were just no words.

She came to me, thank God. Ellie came and sat down 
facing me. I reached out to her and we embraced on the 
floor. My naked little sister came to me, and I held 
her and stroked her and kissed her. My hands roamed all 
over her bare back and sides, and she did the same to 
me. We pulled away slightly from each other and brought 
our lips together. Her mouth opened under mine, and our 
tongues touched for the very first time -- but it was 
as if we had been kissing each other all our lives.

"Oh, Jimmy," she said breathlessly, "I've wanted 
you..."

I pulled back, surprised. "Really?"

Ellie looked up at me and nodded, her eyes bright and 
brimming. "Oh, yes.." I touched her breast hesitantly, 
and her small hand covered mine and pressed it to her. 
"You're the one I want. You've always been the one I've 
wanted." She snuggled closer in my arms. "Love me, 
Jimmy..." We kissed again.

We rose to our feet and faced each other. Ellie threw 
her arms around my shoulders and brought her face up to 
mine. I stroked my little sister's nude body all up and 
down as we embraced. She broke our kiss and backed 
away, allowing me another view of her gorgeous body.

"Something isn't fair here," she said, smiling and 
eyeing my now severely-tented briefs.

I smiled back. "Hey, fair's fair. You lost and I won."

"Okay, see ya," she said coyly, and she turned and 
started towards the pile of clothes.

When she turned, her perfect little ass was facing me. 
It was all too much. Those sweet, round, firm little 
globes drove me crazy, and Ellie knew it.

"Wait, Sis," I said. She stopped in her tracks, barely 
peeking over her shoulder. I walked up right behind 
her, just inches away. I pulled my briefs down, and my 
cock sprang out and gently slapped her bottom.

"Twang!" she giggled and reached behind her back. She 
gently tickled my cock as I pressed it towards her.

She removed her hand and my rigidity pressed into the 
small of her back. I bent my knees and brought the 
length of my shaft into contact with the crack of her 
buns. I slid my cock gently between her asscheeks and 
wrapped my arms around her, bringing our bodies in 
contact. I kissed her shoulders and the nape of her 
neck as I touched her face, neck, shoulders, chest, 
sweet little breasts, tummy, thighs. Finally, I brought 
both hands together and slowly discovered the sweet, 
lightly-fur-covered pussy I had desired for so long.

Ellie sighed deeply as I gently caressed the lips of 
her womanhood. She bent forward, causing my penis to 
wedge itself further into her crack. She reached over 
her head and stroked my hair. I nuzzled her neck, 
gently biting her flesh.

"Jimmy," she spoke breathlessly, "come with me."

She took my hand and walked towards her bedroom. 
Watching those silky buns wiggle in front of me made me 
ever harder. We left our clothes in a pile in the 
living room.

Entering the room, I noticed how it smelled like my 
sister: her perfume, her hair stuff, her toiletries all 
added up to Ellie's scent. The feather comforter was 
neatly laid across the double bed, and the brass-post 
headboard reflected the light that fell from the 
overhead fixture. There were stuffed animals on a shelf 
above the bed.

Ellie walked over to her dresser and lit a little 
candle. "I knew this would come in handy someday," she 
said with a devilish smile as she turned out the light.

My sister's body looked even more incredible in the 
light of that single, flickering candle. Every inch of 
her seemed to glow. Ellie pulled the extra pillows and 
the comforter off the bed, revealing the cool pastel 
sheets of her bed. Her tits jiggled sexily as she 
tossed the extra things aside.

She looked at me with that unreadable face again. For a 
moment, I couldn't tell what she was feeling, but my 
confusion went away as soon as her expression turned to 
what can only be called "bedroom eyes" as she lifted 
her leg and slid onto the bed.

"Come here, big brother."

I gently crawled into bed next to my little sister. She 
was on her side, her legs slightly parted. Those hazel 
eyes were shining at me in the flickering candlelight. 
Her blonde hair framed her face beautifully on the 
pillow. I laid on my side and put my arm around her, 
kissing her cheek. She sighed.

It was almost too much. Here was this woman, whom I 
loved more than anything, and there we were, completely 
naked with each other. I pulled Ellie to me. Our mouths 
found each other once more. I gently ran my hand 
through her hair, over her face, around her neck, over 
her chest, around her breast (gently tweaking her 
nipple, which made her gasp), and down to her tummy. 
She parted her legs and I gently found her sweet 
womanhood again, now wetter and warmer than before. I 
smelled the sweet scents of her 'hidden treasures' 
rising as I touched her. She moaned my name again.

"Oh, Jimmy..."

I wanted to make her feel wonderful. I wanted to make 
her happy. I wanted to be her lover. Completely. I 
started kissing her breasts as I felt her silky mound. 
Her nipples were firmly pointing skywards and her pussy 
lips were becoming fuller, hotter, and wetter.

Ellie stroked my back and kissed my head as I sucked 
her sweet nipples. Her chest was heaving and I held her 
close so I wouldn't lose contact with any part of her 
body.

"My God, Jimmy..."

My sister began moving her hips in that familiar 
undulating motion. Her breathing was labored, and I had 
two fingers teasing her pussy, gently sliding in and 
out. My tongue played with both her nipples, one at a 
time, as she rocked back and forth on the bed. I knew 
Ellie was about to hit that height of ecstasy I wanted 
to give her.

"Oh!" she yelled. "Oh, Jeeez! Oh my God, Jimmy!" Her 
body spasmed as her orgasm came over her in a huge 
wave. Her hips were bouncing wildly off the mattress as 
I continued to play with her pussy, giving her all the 
pleasure she wanted. Ellie rode the repeated waves of 
pleasure until her muscles went limp, exhausted from 
the experience.

We both lay there, catching our breath for a moment, 
when my sister said, "That was soooo incredible, Jimmy. 
I've always wanted you to touch me like that."

"Only like that?" I asked, playfully?

"What else do you have in mind?" my sister giggled.

"Give me a chance, I'll think of something, Sis."

Ellie giggled and rolled onto her side, facing me. I 
hissed as her sweet fingers grasped the swollen head of 
my cock and *squeeeeezed* me.

"Goodness-- it's so big!" she whispered, then looked up 
at my cock in wonder. "My big brother is hung!" I 
smiled as she gently stroked the length of my shaft, 
her head now on my chest.

She moved her face down to my crotch. She leaned 
forward and nuzzled the base of my shaft, pressing her 
nose into my pubic hair. She inhaled deeply, sniffing 
my animal scent. I felt like exploding.

She took my cock in her hand and rubbed it against her 
soft cheek, her eyes dreamily closed. She turned her 
head and kissed it tenderly. "Oh, Jimmy..." Her voice 
cracked, and I knew she was as much at a loss for words 
as I was. She nuzzled my dick like it was a warm puppy.

Ellie lowered her face a little further and kissed the 
head of my penis, kissed it a little more, opened her 
lips a bit, kissed it a little more --- then she 
finally slid her mouth over the head and sucked on it! 
I felt her tongue sliding around and around the tip as 
she hungrily slurped at my erection, working with all 
her heart and soul to make it feel as good as I had 
just made her feel. Her little mouth was stretched wide 
open, but she sucked and sucked and sucked at me until 
I was laying there, squirming and twisting with the 
intensity of it.

I noticed her hips were moving again. I picked my head 
up off the pillow, and I noticed her fingers were 
busily massaging her pussy. My beautiful little sister 
was sucking on my cock and masturbating, stark naked! I 
ran my fingers through her hair.

"You like that, Jimmy?"

"Oh, Ellie, it's wonderful. It feels so incredible to 
be totally nude with you, watching you suck me and play 
with your pussy."

"You don't mind if I play with myself while I do this? 
I just can't help it."

"Oh, God, I don't mind any of this!"

She suddenly released my dick, gasping, and lay down 
beside me. "Oh, Jimmy, I could do that forever," she 
rasped, "Oh, Jimmy, fuck me.. please fuck me!"

As she spoke, she was crawling up on my body, dragging 
her nipples along my skin like two fingers, straddling 
me with her hips already moving rhythmically. Her pussy 
finally crushed itself wetly against the shaft of my 
cock, and she began to undulate her hips sensuously, 
intimately, laving my shaft with her juices. My little 
sister was literally dripping wet.

Her head was now against my chest, and she was clinging 
to me, her hands roaming my shoulders. She hunched and 
rolled her ass under my hands, pressing her sopping 
pussy against my cock. "Fuck me, Jimmy..." I was so hot 
I was literally frozen.

I felt her hand groping between our legs. She captured 
my cock and fit the head to her soft, slippery lips. 
She again began moving her hips in that sensuous 
twisting motion...

I slipped inside of her; my bare, hard cock slipped 
inside my naked little sister's pussy-hole. I was 
actually fucking her!

It didn't go in all the way at first. She got a little 
of the head inside at first, then a bit of my shaft. It 
wasn't that she wasn't wet enough, believe me -- she 
was as slippery as oil and as hot as fever. I held her 
close and tried to let her rest for a moment, but she 
bit her lip and worked her hips strongly, trying to get 
more of me inside. "I want it all," she gasped and 
ground her ass down on me, "I want it *all*.."

The delicious friction on my bare, sensitive cockhead 
was indescribable. My little sister struggled to fit 
every inch of my manhood, and soon I was fucking back 
up at her hungrily as she cranked her tight, round 
little ass up and down, up and down.

She finally collapsed against me, breathing hard. My 
pubic hair was crushed against hers at last, and I felt 
her taut pussy lips around the very base of my cock. I 
was all the way in!

Her stretched out pussy muscles were spasming and 
squeezing my cock in a maddening, random rhythm. She 
was gasping, in mixed pleasure and pain. I looked down 
at her hips straddling mine. She kept on working her 
pelvis back and forth, looking down at me, her eyes 
misty.

Then she started riding me, bouncing as if she were on 
a horse. Her little breasts bounced and quivered as she 
moved rhythmically. "D-does it f-feel g-good, Jimmy?" 
she quavered. "I want it to feel so good..."

"Oh, Ellie... it's wonderful!"

Ellie squeezed her pussy muscles and rotated that 
little ass. "I want to get you off with my pussy... I 
want you to shoot inside of me, bare naked for you..." 
She was babbling feverishly. "Shoot me full, Jimmy," 
she groaned, "Come on, big brother, shoot my pussy 
full!"

That did it for me. "Oh, baby," I moaned, "I'm gonna 
cum..."

Ellie grimaced, shivering and jerking, her face beet-
red and distorted. I knew she was on the edge of her 
own orgasm.

"I'm fucking you, Ellie... Oh, God, I'm actually 
*fucking* you!"

"Oh, Jimmy... Give it to me! Give it to your baby 
sister!"

Ellie began to orgasm wrackingly, and I squirted my 
sperm into her tight hole. She jerked and shook 
helplessly on my pistoning cock. Her pussy grasped and 
squeezed on me as she spasmed and shook uncontrollably, 
and I continued to shoot sperm into her cunt until it 
was leaking out around my shaft.

She collapsed on top of me. We clasped each other 
close, my cock now softening slightly inside of her. 
Her pussy still held it tight. Our mouths sought each 
other again, and we held each other and kissed for 
long, sweet minutes. We softly spoke between kisses, 
quiet half-words: "Jimmy, oh..." "Ellie..." "Love y--
.." "Yes, oh, yes..."

Before long, I found I was rock-hard again, and I 
hadn't even pulled out of her pussy. We fucked again, 
more slowly this time. I rocked my sister like a baby, 
holding her and gently fucking her in a slow, easy 
rhythm. My hands roamed all over her smooth body. She 
mewed and cooed and smiled lazily as my cock slid in 
and out of her cum-slick pussy, in and out.. in and 
out...

Ellie shivered and came again, her little body tensing 
against me. I held her close as she climaxed, my arms 
wrapped around her. I bounced her just a little harder, 
pumping my hips and giving her everything I had, 
holding back --

"Oh, Jimmy... Oh, God..." She relaxed suddenly, and I 
began to shoot inside her once more. She laughed 
throatily as she ground her sopping little pussy down 
on my cock as I filled her up again.

We never parted that night, and she slept in my arms. 
And we've slept together ever since.

We know each other's body intimately, probably more 
intimately than we know our own. I know the taste of 
her nipples, the scent of her sweet pussy, and the 
location of every freckle on her sweet little body. We 
explore each other for hours, learning where to touch, 
where to kiss, where to rub or lick or nibble to drive 
the other crazy. We're deeply in love, and we both feel 
complete as a result of what happened that night.

We haven't thought about what will happen once she 
graduates, but we aren't worried. We know we'll still 
be together 20 years from now -- and we'll probably 
play strip poker every Friday night.

Oh yes, one more thing. When I picked up the cards the 
next morning, I saw Ellie's hand lying where she had 
dropped it.

She had four kings.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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