Gods of luck are on her side.

The slots stop spinning and Diana is gaping at the sight in front of her.

She hit the jackpot.

Three bitches sucking off a satisfied customer, all in a row.

She heads a ring come from the machine in celebration, and watches as a thousand chips come out.

With her victory, she feels the return of the part of her that had gone with the first coin. And something else comes with it. A sense of victory. Of pride. More than she ever had felt before.

She smiled and inserts another coin into the slots and pulls again.

Another jackpot.

And another.

And another.

Each victory was accompanied by another musical tone from the slots and the sound of the chips coming out.

She inserts another chip in once again, when something comes into her field of view.

One of the bunny waitresses had brought her a martini.

Diana smiled and picked up another chip. With no pockets in the bunny suit , she stuffed the tip between the suit and the waitresses’ breasts. Doing so, she couldn’t help but cop a feel as the waitress smiled and thanked her for the tip.

Diana returned to her slot machine, inserting another chip.

One jackpot after another, and she had enough to win all the prizes and then some.