Holiday
Games 1
By Chris Warner
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Holiday Games
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Chapter
One: Good Friday (29 March 2013)
�
It
was the evening of Good Friday, and I was sitting in my room at the bach ruminating about Liam and Nina going to the movies
together.� In fact, I was obsessing.� Liam is my best friend, while Nina is the
girl I have been worshiping from afar for over a year.
�
I
had been nervously excited for weeks about this trip to the bach
without our parents.� �Bach� (pronounced
�batch�) is a New Zealand word for a holiday home, but in reality our bach is a lot nicer than our actual home in Palmerston
North.� Our bach
is a couple of bays west of Turangi on the south
shore of Lake Taupo.�
My dad inherited it when Grandpa died, and my parents would love to move
there permanently if it wasn�t for their jobs.�
They plan to retire there in a few years when Ruth and I are off their
hands.� Ruth is my older sister.� She�s 18 and in her first year at
university.� I am a year younger and in
my last year at high school (Year 13).
�
It
was Ruth�s idea to come to the bach at Easter while
our parents were away down south at a wedding.�
The plan was for us each to invite a friend.� She would invite her best friend Nina while I
would invite my best friend Liam.� I had
initially been worried about how the sleeping arrangements would work.� The bach has three
bedrooms,� but
only three beds.� The master bedroom has
a queen size bed, while the other two bedrooms have double beds.� This works out great when it is just our
family, but not so well for a group of four single people.� Ruth�s solution, however, staggered me.� �No problem,� she had said.� �Nina and I will just share the queen in mum
and dad�s room.�
�
I
was blown away by the casual and blas� manner in which my sister approached
sharing a bed with Nina.� It�s not that I
thought there was anything sexual about it.�
Certainly my sister makes it abundantly clear that she�s interested in
boys.� Nina is the same, although not in
such a vocal way as Ruth.� No, the thing
which blew me away was Ruth�s lack of awareness that the ability to share a bed
with Nina was a gift too sacred to contemplate.�
I was aware how pathetic my crush was.�
Nina is the same age as Ruth, so is a full year older than me.� Falling for your older sister�s friend is
such a sad clich�.
�
So
this brings me back to my ruminating over Nina and Liam going to the movies together.� The whole situation was innocent enough.� The small cinema at Turangi
usually showed movies several months after they were screened in Palmerston
North, so this was their last chance to see a movie on the big screen that they
had missed at home.� Ruth and I had
already seen it, and sadly I had already said I wouldn�t want to see it twice.
�
Liam
is a very nice guy and a great friend, and he was the only person in the world
who knew about my crush on Nina.� It
wasn�t that I didn�t trust him, but when it comes to women Liam and I are like
chalk and cheese.� He is outgoing and
relaxed, and he just loves going on dates.�
He thinks nothing about asking girls out, and they normally say
yes.� He dates them for a few weeks, but
nothing serious comes of it and they end it as good friends.� What�s more, he actually asked my sister out
late last year, and they dated for about a fortnight.� He has dated several girls her age, and one or
two who were even older.� He thinks
nothing of the age gaps, and he just can�t understand why I could never summon
the courage to ask Nina out.
�
Liam
struggles to understand how different things are for me compared with him.� He grew tall and handsome at the age of 13,
while I didn�t start puberty until recently.�
Only six months ago I was 5 foot 4 before suddenly shooting up to 5 foot
10.� Embarrassingly my voice hasn�t quite
finished breaking yet, so it still occasionally becomes squeaky at the worst
possible moments.� Also, the hair under
my arms and around my pubic area is still thin and patchy.� Why would an 18-year-old university student
like Nina be interested in her friend�s baby brother who was still in high
school?
�
As
I sat in my room, thinking about Liam and Nina sitting together in the cinema,
I was becoming agitated.� I was only
vaguely aware that I was thirsty as I started walking on autopilot towards the
kitchen.� It was only as I walked into
the lounge that I was shaken from my thoughts by the
unexpected sight of a strange teenage girl standing at the window.
�
I
stopped dead in my tracks and thoughtlessly blurted out �Who are you?�
�
The
girl was short with wavy blonde hair pulled back into a pony tail.� As she turned towards me, the main thing I
noticed was her large chest, accentuated by a v-neck
top which showed off her cleavage.� She
was certainly curvy, even slightly chubby, but very good looking.� She had a very pretty face, and when she
smiled, as she was doing now, she looked very attractive.� �You must be Paul,� she said.� �I�m Louise.�
We�re staying in the campervan on the reserve next door.�� I had vague memories of seeing a campervan
there earlier.� �Ruth invited Nathan and
me to come and use your shower.� He�s in
there now.�
�
It
was typical of Ruth to go and make friends with strangers and offer them
assistance.� It turned out that Louise
and her brother Nathan were here with their father on a fishing trip.� Nathan had also just started university, the
same age as Ruth and Nina, while Louise was a year younger than me, in Year 12
at school.� They lived with their father
in Palmerston North, but attended a different high school to me.� Ruth had met them at the boat ramp when they
had come in off the lake, and had offered them a shower at our bach because their campervan didn�t have one.
�
�Where�s
your dad?� I asked.� �Didn�t he want a
shower?�
�
�He�s
gone to see his girlfriend in town, so he�ll shower there,� she said.� She giggled. �He�ll probably shower both
before and after, if you know what I mean.�
�
It
actually took me quite a few moments before I got the innuendo, then I suspect
that I blushed.� I felt awkward in the
silence that followed until Louise finally said �I think I heard Nathan getting
out of the shower.�� I watched Louise
walk down the hallway and knock on the bathroom door.� The door opened and she went through.� I continued on to the kitchen, where I found
Ruth making a pot of coffee.
�
A
short while later I was introduced to Nathan.�
He would have been only slightly taller than his sister, with blond hair
cut very short.� He was wearing jeans and
a clean looking shirt, and was carrying a pile of older looking fishing clothes
in his arms.� He struck me as a quiet
friendly type, and we sat and chatted about fishing.� Louise eventually emerged, now wearing a
simple skirt and a different coloured top, still with
a v-neck.� Her
freshly washed hair was no longer pulled back and it hung down just past her
shoulders.� Once Louise had joined the
rest of us Ruth served the coffee.
�
Once
Nathan and Ruth were in the same room together, I saw a familiar change come
over my sister.� She became chattier and
more animated, and she made frequent glances at Nathan to gauge his reaction to
things she said.� She wasn�t exactly
flirting, but these were all signs that told me that she was interested in
him.� Nathan didn�t seem unappreciative
of the attention.
�
Louise
and Nathan were both curious about the bach and how
we came to be staying there without our parents over the long weekend.� Ruth and I in turn were curious about them
and their dad and the circumstances of their fishing trip.� It turned out that Nathan loved fishing but
Louise didn�t.� However, her dad insisted
she come with them because he wasn�t happy for her to stay home alone at their
house in Palmerston North.� Now that they
were here together, he trusted Nathan and Louise enough to leave them in the
campervan while he went to his girlfriend�s house.
�
Ruth
and I were also curious about the campervan itself because we had never been in
one.� This immediately brought an offer
of a guided tour.� Since we had now
finished our coffees, we immediately grabbed warm tops and walked around to
where the campervan was parked.
The
campervan was reasonably large, but it seemed tiny to us.� It was basically one room apart from an
extremely small toilet cubicle.� There
was a double berth along the back window, and towards the front there was a
table with bench seats on each side which served as beds for Nathan and
Louise.� They cleared their sleeping bags
off these seats and threw them onto their father�s bed so that we could sit
down at the table.� Ruth and I sat down
facing each other by the window, and Louise sat down next to Ruth.� Nathan got out a bottle of Coke and some
glasses before sitting down next to me.
�
We
talked a while about what it was like to stay in the campervan.� They showed us some of the clever storage
spaces built into the furniture and explained how the little fridge ran on LPG.� We heard about the challenges of trying to
cook meals on just two gas rings.� There
was one question that was weighing on my mind, and I couldn�t contain myself
any longer.�
�
�Where
do you get changed?� The toilet cubicle
is so tiny!� I blurted out.
�
�How
do you mean?� answered Nathan.� �No one
can see in when all the curtains are drawn.��
He didn�t seem to understand my question.
�
I
struggled on.� �But�what about each
other?�
�
I
looked at Louise and I could see the penny drop.� �We�re all family,� she said.� �We just get changed in front of each other.�
�
I
could see that even Ruth was struggling with this concept.� �So do you get dressed in your sleeping
bags?� Or do you actually see each other
without your clothes on?�
�
�We
tend to get changed one half at a time like most people do,� answered
Nathan.� �We�re hardly ever actually
naked, but we don�t bother to hide ourselves either.� �
�
�Yeah,�
said Louise.� �It�s no big deal.� We�ve grown up together.� We saw each other naked all the time when we
were kids.� There�s no point in being shy
about it now.�� Louise gave a little
giggle.� �He does get shy when he�s got a
stiffy though.� I know that�s the problem
when he gets all furtive.�
�
I
glanced at Nathan and I saw an embarrassed look on his face, although he didn�t
say anything to deny it.� Instead, he
turned the attention back on Ruth and me.�
�So do you guys never see each other get changed?�
�
The
truth was that I can�t recall ever seeing Ruth without her clothes on since
around the time I started school.� We�ve
always had separate bedrooms.� Every so
often it becomes an issue when we have relatives staying with us, and I have to
sleep on an air mattress on Ruth�s floor.�
During these times we never even discussed it.� We simply made sure that we changed when the
other person was out of the room, or we would go and get changed in the
bathroom or toilet.� When Ruth said this
to Louise and Nathan, they seemed astonished.
�
�Aren�t
you worried about turning into an old prude?��
Louise turned to face Ruth as she asked this.� She didn�t seem to consider that I might be
the one with the bigger modesty issues.�
I kept quiet.
�
�I
don�t know,� replied Ruth.� �I never
thought about it.�� Although Ruth was
answering Louise�s question, I noticed that she was still glancing frequently
at Nathan to check out his reaction to her answers.
�
�You
trust your brother, don�t you?� asked Louise.�
Ruth smiled and nodded.� �So if
the situation came up, would it be such a big deal if he saw your tits, or even
your whole body?�
�
Ruth�s
smile faded a bit as she gave this question some thought.� �I guess not,� she replied.� �But why would the situation come up?�
�
�Why
shouldn�t it?� retorted Louise with enthusiasm.�
�If you�re a person who makes plans to ensure you�re always dressed
around your brother, then I worry you�re not a person who�s living life to the
full!�
�
�Here,
here!� chipped in Nathan.� �It�s about
being relaxed and enjoying some freedom.�
�
�Maybe
it will do you good to just get over it� exclaimed Louise.� �I know! We should so have a game of strip
poker!�
�
I
had been sitting quietly trying to avoid being drawn into the conversation, but
Louise�s idea totally startled me.�
�What, now?� Here?�
�
�Sure,�
replied Louise with a smile.� �Why not?�
�
�You�re
suggesting strip poker?� You guys
actually want to play strip poker with us? But you�ve only just met us.�
�
�Actually,
that kind of makes it easier,� said Louise.�
�I�ve already decided that you guys are nice people, but even if you
turn out to be mean and make fun of my body, it should be easy enough to avoid
seeing you again.� So yeah, why not?� What do you think, Ruth?�
�
I
looked at Ruth and noticed that she and Nathan were staring at each other
intently.� It was like they were having a
telepathic conversation.� As if by some
silently reached agreement Nathan was the first to speak.
�
�I�m
up for it,� he said with a smile.� �I�m
sure it will be worthwhile.�
�
Ruth
blushed, but she looked pleased with his compliment.� �Ok,� she said.� She looked down very briefly, but then she
reconnected her eye contact with Nathan almost immediately.
�
Louise
turned back to face me.� �So are we all
playing?�
�
I
was at a loss for words for some time as I tried to figure out what I
wanted.� I had read several stories about
strip poker on the internet and fantasised about
them, but in my fantasies I always had a ripped body.� The reality of exposing my actual body to two
strangers plus my sister was another thing.�
I might never see Louise and Nathan again, but if I embarrassed myself I
would always know my sister was a witness to it.� I played for time.
�
�So
are you all prepared for the consequences if you are the one to lose?�
�
Louise
laughed.� �It�s not about winning or
losing.� I�m suggesting that we play
until everybody is naked.� Winning or
losing only determines whether you are the first to strip or the last.� Once you are naked, you stand up and let
everyone see the goods. �Everyone sees
you, but then you get to see everyone else: Nathan, your sister, and me!� So what do you say Paul?�
�
I
looked around at everybody, and they all, including Ruth, seemed eager to get
started.� I was conscious I was beginning
to look like a wimp.� Louise�s plan
actually made the decision slightly easier.�
The risk of getting naked was replaced by the certainty of getting
naked, but on the positive side of the equation I would be certain to see
Louise naked.� This prospect was
extremely exciting, and I could feel my heart starting to race at the
prospect.� I was also feeling a little
curious about what my sister would look like.�
I had no experience of real live naked women, so seeing my sister naked
would definitely be a learning experience if nothing else.� I nodded my head to give my consent to the
game.
�
Nathan
jumped up from his seat to find a pack of cards.� He also pulled a small chocolate Easter egg
from one of the cupboards and put in on the table.� �Paul gave me the idea,� he said. ��There should be some sort of prize for being
the winner, so the last one naked wins this.��
We all gave Nathan a cheer for his idea.
�
I
could see Ruth starting to get nervous, and I was glad it was her who asked
what the rules would be.� We very rarely
played poker at home and neither of us had any particular skills.� Fortunately Nathan and Louise weren�t really
poker players either, so it was easily agreed that we would play five-card draw
with no betting, with the losing hand taking off an item of clothing.� As Nathan explained, it was still mostly luck
rather than skill, but it gave a small sense of control compared with just
drawing cards or rolling dice.
�
I
knew from my reading of stripping stories that it was important to settle the
issue of how many items of clothes people were wearing.� Both the girls were wearing quite a number of
bangles, necklaces and other jewellery, and I knew it
was best to come to an agreement before the game started.� �So shall we work out a way of making the
numbers of clothes fair?�
�
Louise
smiled.� �You seem to know more than
you�re letting on about how to play strip poker!� she said.� I blushed.�
�Ok,� she continued.� �I�m wearing
seven items if I count my shoes separately.�
�
�I�ve
got eight if I count my shoes and socks as four separate items,� said Nathan.
�
�I�m
the same,� I calculated.
�
�I�ve
got nine,� said Ruth.� All of us were
still wearing warm tops.� Nathan had
turned on a heater when we arrived at the campervan, but it was only just
starting to feel warm now.
�
Louise
was doing the maths on our clothing.� �I vote that the girls start with one more
item of clothing because of the whole boobs and bra thing.�� She gave Nathan and me a defiant stare, but
neither of us felt brave enough to argue.�
Louise continued.� �I could just
put some socks on and we�d all be even, but we don�t want this to drag on all
night.� How about we each count our
footwear as a maximum of two items, left and right?� Once you�ve lost two hands, your feet are
bare and you start taking off the rest of your clothes.�
�
We
all nodded in agreement, and Nathan started dealing the first hand.� Louise jumped up and checked that all the
curtains were drawn.� She reassured us
that her father wasn�t expected back until morning, but she also slid the bolt
across on the door so that nobody would be able to open it from the outside.
�
Although
I didn�t know much about poker strategy, I was hopeful that what I knew from
stories on the internet might make a difference in how quickly I would be
stripped.� In normal poker, your goal is
to have the best hand, so it is often wise to try to draw to a possible flush
or a straight, and then fold if you are unsuccessful.� In a game like this with no betting, where
your goal is to avoid having the worst hand, drawing to a flush or straight is
generally a bad idea.� The important
thing is to have at least a pair, even if it�s a low pair, and if you managed a
second pair or better then you were sure to be safe.
�
I
picked up my cards and was delighted to see two pairs � tens and eights.� I was confident this couldn�t lose, but I
still drew one card on the draw.� My hand
didn�t improve, but I still laid it down confidently as soon as everyone else
had completed the draw.� As it happened,
my hand was only the third best.� Louise
had three queens, while Nathan had drawn four cards and ended up with three
kings.� The first loser was my sister
Ruth, who had drawn four cards and ended up with a pair of fives.� She didn�t look too concerned, as the
consequences were hardly serious at this early stage of the game.
�
�What
did we decide about footwear?� she asked.
�
�We
decided we would take everything off one foot,� said Nathan.
�
Ruth
reached down under the table.� I couldn�t
see anything from the other side of the table, but I did hear a shoe hit the
floor as she pulled it off.� Further
squirming no doubt resulting in a sock joining the shoe on the floor.� Nobody felt the need to check.� Nathan passed the cards to me, and I shuffled
and dealt.
�
My
next hand was a shocker.� I had a 4, 5,
7, 8 and 10.� I had that initial hope
that I might already have a straight, followed by disappointment when I realised I didn�t.�
Ruth asked for three cards, Louise asked for five cards, and Nathan
asked for four.� There didn�t seem any
sense in discarding the 10 in the hope of drawing a 6.� In the end I threw in all five cards and drew
five more.� Fortunately I drew a pair of
nines.� Ruth happily showed three queens,
while Nathan nervously showed a pair of twos.�
The loser this time was Louise, who had drawn five cards but only ended
up with a king high.� She was wearing
slip on shoes with no socks, so she simply kicked one of her shoes across the
room where it thudded against a cupboard door.
�
Ruth
dealt the next hand, and I found I had received three queens, which I didn�t
improve on in the draw.� Ruth and Nathan
had each drawn four cards and ended up with ace high hands.� The interesting hand was Louise�s, as she had
only drawn one card.� When she
reluctantly showed us her cards, it contained a 2, 4, 5, 6 and 7.� She had tried and failed to get a straight
and would now have to pay the price.� Her
second shoe followed the first on a trajectory to the cupboard door.
�
Louise
still had a determined smile on her face as she dealt the next hand.� I had nothing, with my best card being a
king.� I kept the king and replaced the
other four cards, but no pairs were forthcoming.� The only improvement was that my king was
joined by an ace.� This hand was in
danger of being the lowest.
�
As
it happened, everyone drew four cards.�
My ace only just saved me.� Nathan
had the only pair.� Ruth had an ace high,
while Louise had a king high.� Louise�s
smile had completely faded as she desperately looked around at everyone�s
hands.� She initially got excited at
Nathan�s hand, because his pair of 8s weren�t together and it looked like he
had nothing.� However, once she spotted
the pair, she let out a groan of disappointment.� She had now lost three of the four hands
played, and would now be the first to remove something that wasn�t footwear.
�
Louise,
to her credit, didn�t make any complaint.�
She was wearing a polar fleece jacket with a zip at the front.� Underneath she was wearing the v-neck top I had already seen during supper at the bach.� She took off
her jacket and took it over to the bed.
�
The
deal had returned to Nathan and he got straight onto it.� I was dealt a pair of 3s, and then I added a
pair of queens on the draw.� Nathan also
drew three cards and ended up with two pairs.�
Louise drew three cards and ended up with a pair of aces.� She was looking very worried because Ruth had
only drawn one card.� Louise�s concern
turned to happiness when Ruth laid down her cards.� She had four diamonds, and had obviously
failed to get a flush.� Now she had
nothing better than a 9.
�
Ruth
looked disappointed as she worked on removing her remaining shoe and sock.� Louise saw this and obviously felt some
compassion.� �I made that mistake
earlier,� she said.� �It�s a bad idea to
try for a straight or a flush.� The odds
are stacked against it, and you usually end up with rubbish.�� Damn!�
Now that everyone was aware of the odds, my entire strategic advantage
was out the window.� However, at least I
was still fully dressed as I dealt the next hand.
�
When
I looked at my next hand, I was suddenly indecisive about what to do.� I had dealt myself the jack of spades, 10 of
spades, 9 of spades, 8 of clubs, and 5 of spades.� Depending on the discard, it was one card
away from either a straight or a flush.�
I put off making a decision as I dealt with everyone else�s draws.� Ruth drew four, Louise drew three, and Nathan
drew two cards.� Now it was back to my
decision.
�
My
logic told me that I should discard all five cards.� Even the jack probably wasn�t worth hanging
on to.� But, against all reason, I didn�t
want to trust getting good cards on the draw.�
I started trying to work through the odds in my head.� Discarding the 8 of clubs and trying to draw
another spade was slightly less likely than one chance in four, while the odds
for discarding the five and getting a queen or 7 were worse at two in
thirteen.� Impulsively I threw out the 8
of clubs and grabbed the top card from the deck.� It was the 9 of clubs, leaving me with a pair
of 9s.
�
Fortunately
I wasn�t punished for my rash move.�
Nathan had the best hand with three 3s, and Louise was next with a pair
of kings.� It was Ruth who lost with only
an ace high.� She was wearing a denim
jacket, which she now slipped from her shoulders.� Because she was in a tight corner against the
wall, she handed her jacket to Louise who got up and walked over to lay it
carefully on the bed.
�
I
reflected on how surprisingly well the game was going.� Both girls had now lost their �surplus�
clothing and were in danger of showing some serious skin any time now.� Meanwhile neither Nathan nor I had lost any
hands at all.
�
My
next hand was a king high, and there was nothing to improve it in the
draw.� Ruth and Louise had also drawn
four cards, while Nathan obviously already had a pair.� There was a lot of nervousness as we laid our
cards down.� Ruth looked scared even
though she had drawn a pair of 10s, beating even Nathan�s pair of 4s.� My heart dropped when I saw an ace nestled in
Louise�s cards.� I had lost my first hand.
�
It
wasn�t until I attempted to untie my shoelaces that I realised
how cramped the little campervan table was.�
With a lot of wriggling around I was eventually able to remove the shoe
and sock from my left foot.� I could see
the girls looking pleased that one of the guys had finally lost a hand.
�
Louise
dealt the next hand and gave me a pair of jacks.� I drew three but didn�t improve it.� Nathan had already asked for four cards, and
Ruth did as well.� Finally it was
Louise�s turn to draw.� She discarded
four cards and started to replace them one by one from the deck.� When she picked up the first card, she swore
loudly.� She picked up the rest of her
cards, but her mood didn�t improve.� We
all looked at her strangely, so she explained.
�
�I
had four clubs and an ace, so I did the sensible thing and threw away the clubs
and kept the ace.� Then the first card I
drew was a club, so I would have had a flush if I�d tried for it.� Now all I�ve got is an ace high.�
�
Louise�s
story was made worse by the fact that she had the lowest hand.� Everyone else had managed a pair.� She sat there trying to compose herself.� This was the first significant piece of
clothing, and Louise was the youngest player.�
Even though the game was her idea, I wouldn�t have been at all surprise
if the game suddenly ended here.� But
Louise had a surprising amount of self confidence,
and she was obviously intending to go ahead.
�
Louise
suddenly smiled.� �I know!� she
said.� She reached down under the table
and started wriggling around.� Ruth, who
was sitting next to her, was watching intently.�
I figured that Louise was taking off her skirt, but it turned out that
she was taking off her panties.� Suddenly
she sat up straight and held up a pair of white lace panties.� She displayed them for a few seconds as proof
before dropping them on the floor beside the table.
�
Nathan
dealt the next hand, which turned out to be his first loss.� Ruth did best with three 9s.� The rest of us all had pairs, with Nathan�s
4s being the lowest.� Ruth and Louise
both cheered as he undressed his right foot.
�
It
was my turn to deal, and I served myself a pair of 6s.� Ruth took four cards, Louise took one, and
Nathan three.� I got a pair of aces on
the draw, and it turned out that Nathan and Louise both had two pairs as
well.� Ruth had only managed a pair of
4s.� Things were now going just as badly
for her as for Louise.� In fact, since
she was wearing jeans, she wouldn�t be able to copy Louise�s trick of removing
her panties first.
�
Ruth
made up her mind pretty quickly and started unbuckling her jeans.� In the cramped seat it took a while to
wriggle out of them.� Because of the
table, neither Nathan nor I were able to see anything.� Ruth handed her jeans to Louise, who took
them over to the bed and laid them with her jacket.� I watched Louise with interest, knowing she
was wearing nothing under her skirt, but of course nothing could be seen.
�
�I
think you guys need to start losing some more,� said Ruth as she shuffled and
dealt the next hand.� Her wish was
granted, but not without some anxiety on her part.� I showed my pair of aces, and then Ruth put
down a pair of 2s.� When Louise put down
a pair of 3s we assumed she had lost because Nathan had only asked for one card
on the draw.� To our surprise, Nathan put
down a queen high hand.� He had tried to
draw to a straight but had missed out.
�
�I
know, I know,� said Nathan as he took off his left shoe and sock.� �It was stupid to go for a straight, but I
figured that since my cards were quite high, there might be just as much chance
of ending up with a decent pair than if I had replaced all five cards.� Still, my legs aren�t as bare
as some people.�� He smiled at Ruth, and
she answered by poking out her tongue.�
She didn�t seem upset, but I could tell she was nervous about how little
she was wearing.
�
I
lost the next hand with a pair of 4s.�
Nathan had drawn four cards and ended up with three aces, and Ruth had a
pair of jacks.� Louise, who had been the
dealer, dramatically announced that she wasn�t drawing any cards and
immediately showed us a flush in diamonds.�
The others congratulated her good naturedly while I wrestled with my
remaining footwear.� Nathan and I were
now wearing four items of clothing, while both girls were left with just
three.� They both appeared normal from
across the table, as both were still wearing bras and tops.� I knew, but couldn�t see, that Ruth had lost
her jeans and Louise had removed her panties from under her skirt.
�
Nathan
narrowly lost the next hand and removed his sweater.� He jokingly claimed it was just as well
because the room was starting to get hot.�
It was true that the heater was starting to take effect.� I would certainly have removed my own sweater
by now if keeping it on hadn�t been so significant.� As it happened, I lost my sweatshirt on the
very next hand.� I had an ace high before
the draw and I didn�t improve on it.�
Everyone else had a pair.� I
passed my sweatshirt to Nathan.� Unlike
Louise, who had been laying Ruth�s discarded clothes neatly on the bed, Nathan
simply threw my sweatshirt over.
�
Ruth
dealt the next hand and I found myself holding a flush in clubs.� Since there wasn�t any point in keeping it
secret I put it straight down on the table, resulting in much good-natured
cursing from the others.� Louise was the
first to discard, and she threw in her entire hand.� �I�ll take five,� she said.� Ruth gave her five cards, and Louise decided
to lay them down immediately.� She had
nothing, and her highest card was an 8. ��Can you believe this?� she moaned.� �I bet the rest of you already have better
hands.�� It was true.� Nathan already had a pair of queens and Ruth
had a pair of 5s.
�
Louise
started fanning herself with her cards.�
�This is starting to get serious now,� she said.� We sat and waited.� Eventually she came to a decision.� �I might as well put my money where my mouth
is,� she said.� �Maybe it�s time to bite
the bullet and show Paul a bit of skin.�
�
To
my delight, Louise immediately pulled her top over her head and tossed it onto
the bed.� She made no attempt to cover
her bra, which was made of white lace to match the panties she had removed
earlier.� Her breasts were certainly large,
and the bra was sturdily built, with wide back and shoulder straps.� The material was thick enough to hide the colour of her nipples, but thin enough to show small bumps
to mark their positions.� Her upper arms
and the bit of her stomach I could see looked wobbly, but no actual fat rolls
were visible.� I would have called it puppy
fat, and nothing about her shape detracted from her beauty or the excitement I
was feeling.
�
�Well
done,� said Ruth.�
�
I
started to get worried about whether or not I should say something.� Would Louise expect this, or would it be too
forward?� I was always pretty hopeless
around girls.� Eventually I summoned the
courage to say �You look great!�
�
�Thank
you,� said Louise with a smile.� I guess
I made the right decision.
�
Even
Nathan chipped in with some encouragement.�
�You�re pretty gutsy, little sis!� he said.
�
Louise
picked up the cards and took her turn to deal.�
I had an ace high, but then I picked up a second ace on the draw.� Louise and Nathan both took only three cards,
while Ruth took four.� I noticed her
looking very intently at my cards when I lay them down, and she uttered a cry
of dismay when she saw my pair.� She was
the only one without a pair, and would now have to take off her third last
piece of clothing.
�
Ruth
looked around at each of us in turn, turning last to face Louise.� �I was thinking about taking off my panties
next,� she said, �but since you�re showing your bra I guess I can too.�
�
Ruth
was wearing a blouse buttoned at the front, so her bra came into view very
slowly.� I recognised
the bra as her red push-up bra.� I help
out with the laundry at home, so I had more than a passing awareness of what my
sister wore.� I knew she was a B cup, but
I had never known until now how effective a push-up bra was at creating
cleavage.� As Ruth slipped her shirt off
her shoulders I had an excellent view of her breasts.� I had been erect at various times during the
evening, and had remained erect ever since Louise had taken off her top.� The sight of my sister�s cleavage just seemed
to intensify my arousal, which made me feel slightly anxious and confused, but
I quickly reassured myself that it was the general situation that was exciting
me rather than any particular feelings for my sister.
�
Nathan
wasn�t shy about letting his feelings be known.�
�Wow, Ruth.� You look hot!�
�
�Yeah,
Ruth!� joined in Louise.� �Even I think
you look stunning.�
�
Ruth
smiled shyly at their compliments.�
�That�s nice,� she said, �but I still wouldn�t mind it if I didn�t lose
again for a while.�
�
I
knew that I was comparatively well dressed, but I was still a bit shaken to
lose the next hand.� I had a king high
before the draw.� I discarded the four
lowest, but I only improved the hand to an ace high.� The girls each had a pair, while Nathan had
two pairs.� Ruth, who had just a pair of
4s, cheered in excitement when she saw my hand.�
�Thank god!� she said.� �Come on
brother, let�s see some skin!�� Who would
have thought I would ever hear my sister saying this to me, let alone while she
was sitting in just her bra and panties? However, within the context of the
evening so far, it seemed almost normal.
�
Up
until now I at least felt normally dressed.�
Taking off footwear and a sweater were hardly difficult.� But now I had to take off either my t-shirt
or my jeans.� I was actually tempted to
slip off my jeans under the table because I knew that Louise and Ruth wouldn�t
be able to see my underwear, but I knew this would make me look like a wimp and
I would probably get teased.� I bit the
bullet and pulled off my shirt.
�
�Good
for you,� said Louise.� �It�s nice to
finally see some manly skin.�
�
�Mmm, you�ve actually packed on some muscles in the last few
months,� said Ruth.� �He used to be
pretty skinny,� she explained to the other two.�
I found Ruth�s comments very pleasing.�
As I looked down at my chest I did concede that it didn�t look as bad as
it used to.� I didn�t have broad
shoulders like Liam or Nathan, but maybe my chest wasn�t that bad after
all.� I noticed that Louise was still
looking at me as I gathered the cards for my deal.
�
Ruth�s
wish to avoid losing for a while came to an immediate end on the next
hand.� She drew four cards and didn�t
look happy, particularly when Louise and I drew only three cards.� Nathan had also drawn four cards, but when he
lay down his cards he had managed to get two pairs.� Ruth only had an ace high hand.� She summed up the situation in one word.� �Crap!� she said.
�
Ruth
reached down and started taking off her panties.� She didn�t display them like Louise had done
earlier.� Instead she simply leaned
across Louise and dropped them on the floor.�
I had a brief glimpse and noticed that they were black.� I was momentarily surprised as I knew from my
dealings with the family laundry that her red bra had matching red
panties.� I guess Ruth hadn�t bothered to
coordinate this day.�
�
Nathan,
who was sitting by the end of the table, naturally had a perfect view of Ruth�s
panties lying on the floor.� The colour scheme didn�t escape his notice.� �Red and black, eh?� You�re not a secret Crusaders fan are
you?�� The Crusaders are a rugby team
from the South Island, whereas we were in the territory for a team called the
Hurricanes.
�
�No!�
retorted Ruth in horror, and she poked out her tongue again.� Some of the tension in the room eased with
this exchange.� Ruth, now sitting in just
her bra, gathered the cards for the next round.�
I could see Nathan watching Ruth intently while her attention was
focused on the cards.� Out of all of us,
he was the one with the most reason to be frustrated by the seating
arrangements and the furniture, although the rule that everyone would stand up
and show themselves once they were naked may have helped him to be
patient.� I was also feeling strangely
frustrated by the table blocking my view.�
Although she was my sister, I was still curious to see what she looked
like.
�
Ruth
dealt me two pairs, aces and fours, so I was already confident of keeping my
jeans for another round.� Louise drew
three cards and Nathan drew four.� I drew
just the one, but it didn�t improve my hand.�
Then we sat and watched Ruth discard all five of her cards and replace
them from the deck.� She did not look
pleased with the result, and since her eyes were on Nathan�s cards when she lay
them down, it was obvious she didn�t have a pair.� I looked at her cards and saw nothing better
than a queen, while a glance at Nathan�s hand showed that he had an ace.� Ruth had lost, and would be the first one
naked.
�
�Oh
no!� she moaned.� �Why me?� I could have coped with being second, but not
first.�
�
�You
can do it,� said Louise.� �We�re all
friends now.� And it will be our turn
soon enough.�
�
�So
you all promise to go through with it?�
�
�Of
course,� replied Louise, raising her right hand.� �I solemnly swear that, once I have lost two
more hands of poker, I will show you my tits and pussy.�� Ruth smiled.
�
�I
give you my word,� added Nathan.
�
Ruth
turned and looked meaningfully at me.�
�Me too,� I added, almost convincing myself.� �I promise.�
�
A
few seconds passed in silence.� �Do I
take my bra off first, or do I stand up first?� Ruth asked.
�
�Whatever
you like,� said Louise.� �The rules
didn�t specify.�
�
With
that, Ruth started taking off her bra.�
She pulled the straps off her shoulders and then pulled her bra cups
down.� I watched as her breasts sprang
into view, the first I had ever seen in real life.� They were pointy, with her nipples sticking
out like arrow heads, and they didn�t sag at all.� I had an unobstructed view as Ruth focussed on pulling the catch around to the front and
unhooking it.� Even once she had done
this and sat waiting for Louise to stand up and let her out from behind the
table, she resisted the urge to cover up.�
�
Once
Louise was standing, wearing just her bra and skirt, Ruth got to her feet,
giving me my first view below her waist.�
Her bush was dark and trimmed around the edges, forming a neat
triangle.� Ruth then did a slow turn,
allowing us to see her butt, before turning to face us again.� She looked extremely embarrassed and was
avoiding eye contact, but she did not renege one little bit on her
penalty.� Louise and Nathan both
applauded and said words of encouragement.
�
Louise
had already sat down and shuffled along to the seat facing me, so Ruth sat down
on the end facing Nathan.� She finally
summoned the courage to look around.� She
looked first at Nathan, and the look of avid excitement on his face seemed to
give her confidence.� Then she looked at
me, and I did my best to arrange my face into what I hoped was a look of
support.� She gave me a shy smile and I
returned it.� Louise, meanwhile, was
shuffling the cards for her deal.
�
Now
that Ruth had lost, Louise only dealt three hands.� I had a pair of 4s, and I added a pair of 7s
on the draw.� The loser was Nathan with a
respectable pair of 9s, beaten by Louise�s pair of jacks.� Although it would have been great if Louise
had lost, I was still relieved to see Nathan lose his shirt.� He had been sitting there looking normally
dressed, and his losing would help delay my own unveiling.
�
Nathan
pulled off his shirt and threw it onto the bed.�
I�m afraid to say I was a bit jealous of his chest.� His shoulders and chest were broader than my
own, with a scattering of hairs to show that puberty wasn�t a recent event for
him.� Neither of the girls commented, but
I did note that Ruth was nibbling her lower lip as she watched him strip.
�
Nathan
dealt, giving me a pair of aces and a pair of kings.� This was my fourth hand in a row with two
pairs, which was helping to reduce my stress levels.� Louise and Nathan both took four cards.� Nathan ended up with a pair of 4s while
Louise was left with an ace high.� She
would now have to remove either her bra or her skirt.
�
Louise
followed the example of my sister and decided to undress the lower half
first.� I watched in excitement as she
unzipped her skirt at the back and wriggled herself out of it.� Then, with a mischievous smile, she passed
the skirt to Ruth who was now sitting at the open end of the bench seat.� Ruth poked out her tongue at Louise, but then
grinned at the situation.� As quickly as
she could she darted over to the bed and laid Louise�s skirt on the pile of her
other clothes, and then darted back to the partial cover of the table.� I presume that Nathan watched this
closely.� I�m not actually sure because I
found myself watching too carefully myself.�
I was mindful and feeling slightly guilty that I was very turned on, but
I couldn�t help myself.
�
I
dealt, and was disappointed to see a measly king high hand staring back at
me.� Louise drew three cards, but Nathan
drew four, so I knew I might still have a chance.� I kept the king and drew four cards, ending
up with a pair of 7s.� Louise immediately
put down two pairs, then Nathan put down a pair of aces.� I had lost my jeans.
�
I
was wearing a pair of black boxer shorts, so I carefully checked to see that I
was contained as I started to remove my jeans.�
I was aware that Nathan could see my erection forming a tent in my
boxers, but fortunately the table was now working to my benefit by shielding me
from the girls.� I eventually got my
jeans off and passed them to Nathan.�
Instead of putting them on the floor or throwing them on the bed, this
time he passed them across to Ruth, no doubt hoping that she would walk them
over to the bed like she had done for Louise�s skirt.� �I don�t think so!� laughed Ruth as she
twisted round and tossed my jeans on the bed.
�
I
had hoped to get my erection under control, but Louise had already dealt the next
hand.� Nathan immediately discarded his
entire hand and Louise gave him five more.�
I had a queen high, so I kept the queen and drew four more, but this
gave me just a king high.� Louise drew
two cards, and then immediately showed us three 9s.� Nathan had a pair of queens, and I was now
the next big loser.
�
Nathan
jumped to his feet with a grin, so I shuffled along the seat and stood up,
still wearing my boxers.� Nathan sat back
down and turned to face me, meaning there were three faces waiting in anticipation
for my next move.� I could feel my heart
pumping and my knees were feeling weak.�
As I looked down at my boxers, the tent at the front looked obscene.� There had been no time to calm myself down,
and now there was no chance.
�
�Come
on Paul,� called Ruth.� �It�s like diving
into a pool.� Just commit and then do it
without hesitation.�
�
I
took three deep breaths, and then I followed Ruth�s advice.� Using both hands I got my waistband past my
erection, and then I bent forward as I pushed my boxers down to my feet.� As I straightened up I instinctively covered
myself with my hands, but then I forced myself to move my hands away before
anyone had the chance to protest.�
�
�How
do you feel?� asked Louise.
�
�Embarrassed!�
I replied.
�
�I�d
have to say,� said Louise with a smile, �that you also look kinda
excited.�
�
My
hands instinctively went back to self-consciously covering my erection.
�
�Don�t
be shy,� said Louise.� �I�m happy to take
it as a compliment.� Now how about giving
us a look at the rear before you sit down.�
�
I
uncovered myself and gave them a turn before taking refuge at the table.� Nathan had already shuffled the cards and was
now dealing them out to Louise and himself, but Louise happily ignored him.
�
�So
how about that?� she said.� �I suggested
the game of a way to get these two [meaning Ruth and me] to get past the nudity
barrier, and now our goal is accomplished.�
Our work here is done.�
�
Louise
laughed as Ruth and I raised a storm of protest.� She pretended surprise that she would be
expected to continue with the game before she eventually stopped kidding around
and picked up her cards.� Both drew four
cards.� Nathan looked disgustedly at his
hand and immediately dropped them on the table.�
�Queen high!� he said.
�
�I
live again,� said Louise.� �I�ve got a
pair of 7s.�
�
Of
course, neither of the girls had the view I had as Nathan removed his
jeans.� Sitting at his side I had a view
of his pale blue briefs.� His erection
was clearly obvious to me.� Meanwhile,
Louise had picked up the cards to deal the final hand.� Seeing this, Nathan immediately asked her to
stop.
�
�Hey
sis, I�ve got a proposal for you.� Since
we�re both down to our last item of clothing, this will be the last hand.� The loser will have to strip, of course, but
because we all agreed to play until everyone is naked, then the winner will
have to get naked straight after.� So,
instead of playing the last hand, how about we both just get it over with?� You might find it easier if we both do it at
the same time.�
�
�Nice
try!� Louise laughed.� �You�re just
trying to avoid losing your Easter egg.�
I say we play.� I�m looking
forward to having a chocolate fix while I watch you showing Ruth your thing.�
�
Nathan
smiled ruefully before getting his game face on again.� He gave away no hint of his hand as he picked
up his cards and looked at them.� There
wasn�t even a twitch of a facial muscle when he put down his cards and said,
�I�ll take five please.�
�
Louise
immediately broke into a wide grin, as did Ruth and I, while Louise dealt him
five replacement cards.� Even when Louise
only took three cards, Nathan�s expression was so steady that I started to
believe that he might have drawn some good cards.� Louise, however, was quick to put the dagger
in.� �Two pairs!� she said, �Kings over
fours!�
�
Nathan�s
face fell, and we all knew he had lost.�
He laid down his cards, revealing just a queen high hand, while Louise
gleefully grabbed the Easter egg from the middle of the table.� �Don�t muck about, Nathan my boy!� she
crowed.� �It�s time to pay the piper.�
�
Since
I was blocking Nathan�s exit from the table, I self-consciously stood up to
allow him out.� Then, awkwardly, I began
to worry that he was intending to remove his briefs before standing up, but he
finally started to shuffle along the seat.�
Louise gave me a friendly smile as I stood there waiting.
�
Nathan
was finally on his feet, allowing me to return to the table.� I noticed that Ruth turned towards him as he
stood there, making no attempt to hide herself as she waited for the show.� Once he was standing, Nathan seemed
determined to get it over as quickly as possible.� He pushed down his briefs and then stood
still in front of us.� His erection was
pointing directly down the middle of the table.
�
�What
do you think, Ruth?� asked Louise with a cheeky grin.
�
Ruth
giggled.� �Very impressive,� she said.
�
�You
know what?� I agree. I think this is the
first time I�ve seen it clearly while it�s been stiff.� Nathan, I don�t know why you feel the need to
hide it.� You�ve got nothing to be
ashamed of.�
�
I
was actually very pleased myself with the girls� comments, because it seemed to
me that Nathan�s penis was no bigger than my own.� It was the first time I had ever had a clear
view of another boy�s erect penis, and I found myself compelled to look.� He had more pubic hair than me, including a
thin line of hair going all the way up to his navel, but the actual length and
width of his erection seemed much the same as mine.
�
Nathan
did his obligatory turn and sat down beside me.�
�Your turn Louise!� Poor old Paul
here has been waiting the longest time.��
Nathan turned towards me and gave a conspiratorial wink.� �I�ll let you in on a secret.� My sister�s breasts are actually quite big.�
�
I
couldn�t help bursting out laughing, and the others joined in.� Even Louise was grinning.� �Very funny,� she said.
�
Nathan
and I were treated to another view of Ruth�s bush as she stood up to let Louise
out.� Her naked breasts had been on
display for a while now, but Nathan�s eyes continued to follow them for most of
the time.� Ruth sat down as soon as
Louise was standing, and when Louise turned to face us I had my first view of
her naked pussy.� Compared to Ruth�s dark
bush, Louise�s blonde hair made her look comparatively bare.� As I looked I noticed that her hair was
trimmed more closely than Ruth�s, and that her pussy lips were far more
prominent.� I wondered if they always
looked that way, or if they were more pronounced as a result of excitement.
�
My
own excitement intensified as I watched Louise reach behind her back.� After a few seconds of fumbling her hands
returned, each holding an end of her bra strap.�
All of a sudden her breasts were free and her bra was dropped to the
floor.� Her breasts sagged, but they
still pointed forward rather than down.�
They were truly magnificent.� As I
looked at Louise, who was now turning around to let us see her tush, I noticed that I had unconsciously started playing
with my erection under the table.�
Fortunately I don�t think anyone noticed.
�
The
game was now over, but Louise made no move to get dressed.� Instead, she sat back down at the table.� I made the monumental effort to drag my eyes
up from her breasts and our eyes met.� I
knew I should say something, and I actually found it easier than I
expected.� �Thank you Louise,� I
said.� �You look beautiful!�
�
�Thanks
Paul,� she said.� �It�s always nice to be
told that.� And it�s also nice to
actually win a game of strip poker for a change!�
�
�So
you�ve played before?� asked her brother.�
�How many times?�
�
�Just
once.�
�
�Who
with?�
�
�I
played once with Danielle, Crystal and Sarah when I was at that sleepover at
Sarah�s place a few weeks ago.�
�
�You
played with just the girls?� asked Nathan.�
�Why?�
�
�For
the same reason as tonight,� said Louise.�
�Everyone was being so prudish, so it seemed like a fun idea to stop
everyone from being so shy about their bodies.�
I lost, but it was probably just as well because I doubt they would have
gone through with it if one of them had lost first.� None of them are as gutsy as Ruth here.� What a legend!�
�
Ruth
grinned at the compliment, and I noticed her and Nathan staring into each
other�s eyes again.� I glanced at Louise,
and she gave me a knowing look.� It
looked like there was something going on between those two.�
�
Louise
continued to talk.� �If I�d known I was
going to win, I would have made you all agree to do a dare or something.� I guess it�s too late now.�
�
�What
sort of dare?� asked Ruth.
�
�Do
you want to do a dare?� asked Louise excitedly.
�
�Well,
you can always dare us,� replied Ruth.�
�Of course, we can always say no.�
�
�It
would have to be something quick,� said Nathan.�
�It�s late, and dad said he will be here by seven.� I don�t want to fall asleep on the lake
tomorrow.�
�
�I�ve
got an idea!� said Louise.� �I challenge
the three of you to do a nudie run back to your house, wearing only your shoes
and socks.� I�ll carry your clothes and
give them to you when we get there.�
�
�Ok,�
said Ruth.� �You�re on!�
�
I
was surprised at the speed with which Ruth accepted Louise�s dare.� All of a sudden she seemed to be on the same
wavelength as Louise and determined not to miss out on any excitement the
evening might hold.� Nathan and I, of
course, were now just along for the ride.�
I was surprised to find that the idea wasn�t freaking me out as much as
I might have predicted.�
�
We
all stood up and started milling around organising
ourselves.� Louise had found two plastic
bags.� I was putting my clothes into one
bag while Louise was putting Ruth�s clothes into the other.� Louise decided that we didn�t need to take
Nathan�s clothes with us.� She said he
could just stay naked until they returned to the campervan.
�
When
Louise and I had finished packing the clothes, we were greeted with a real
sight when we turned around.� Ruth had
decided to gather together all our shoes and socks.� She was on her hands and knees under the
table and her butt was sticking out from the end.� Nathan was watching her with a big smile on
his face.� �That�s a nice show you�re
putting on there Ruth,� laughed Louise.� Ruth finished what she was doing and backed
out as quickly as possible.� She was
blushing as she stood up.�
�
We
all put our footwear on, while Louise also put on her skirt and polar fleece
jacket.� She didn�t bother with her
underwear or shirt.� Then she turned out
the light and carefully opened the door.�
A few moments later she gave us the all clear, and the rest of us
slipped out into the cold night air.
�
It
was a short journey back to the bach.� There was a large hedge separating the bach from the reserve where the campervan was parked, and
we could go around it on either the beach end or the road end.� We headed towards the road as it was shorter
and because the beach path was difficult to negotiate at night.� As we got to the road end of the hedge there
were some additional shrubs to hide in as we peeked around the corner.� In the distance we could see a car coming
along the road.� We pulled back into the
bushes and waited for it to pass.�
However, as the car got closer it started to slow down, and then when it
was almost upon us it turned into the bach
driveway.� It was Liam and Nina back from
the movies.
�
We
hid in the bushes and watched as Liam and Nina got out of the car and walked to
the door, which they found locked.� It
was then that we realised that they didn�t have a
key.� Liam went around and tried the back
door before returning.� They seemed to
assume that we had accidently locked them out before going to sleep because
they started trying to wake us up.� Nina
knocked on the front door while Liam went around the back to knock on my
bedroom window.� Meanwhile, we were
huddled in the bushes wondering what to do.
�
As
it turned out, Louise had no intention of prolonging our nudie run.� In her opinion, since Liam and Nina hadn�t
played the game, they didn�t deserve to reap the benefits.� She passed Ruth and me our bags of clothes,
with one final dare to only put on the outer clothes and put our underwear in
our pockets.� Once we were clothed,
Louise gave us both a farewell hug.� Both
Nathan and Ruth looked as though they were considering giving each other a hug,
but they both chickened out.� Following
final whispered goodbyes Louise and Nathan headed back to the campervan.� Louise was soon invisible in the darkness,
but Nathan�s naked white bottom was still visible for a while afterwards.
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Ruth
and I stepped out of the bushes and headed towards the bach.� We talked for a while with the others about
our evenings.� Liam and Nina talked about
the funny small-town cinema, and Ruth and I talked about having supper with our
temporary neighbours and visiting their
campervan.� Ruth said nothing about our
poker game or nudie run, and I didn�t either.�
I was very nervous about how Nina might react.� However, as I lay in bed, I could hear a lot
of whispering and giggling from the girls� room, and I realised
that girls rarely keep these things secret from each other.� I wondered how Nina would react when she saw
me the following morning.
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End
of Chapter One
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Real
Game Play: This story was a Real Game Play (RGP) story.� I am a fan of stories about stripping games,
but too often the outcome of the game seems too contrived by the author, which
can ruin any sense of realism.� I decided
to attempt some stripping game stories where the outcome of events was
determined by chance.� This is one such
story.
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For
the strip poker game in this story, I actually took a pack of cards and dealt
out each hand.� Then all I had to do was
to try to get inside the head of each player and try to decide which cards to
keep or discard.� Generally this was
pretty straight forward except when there was the possibility of a straight or
a flush.� During each hand I kept track
of who was the dealer, and I looked at each hand in turn beginning with the
hand to the left of the dealer, just in case any of my �players� might be influenced
by the decisions of the preceding players.
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May 2013
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