Hand One

Stephanie immeadiately folds, making your mom and Lauren tease her for being a wuss - after the table is called at 20 chips, your mom dishes out the first three cards.

Seven. Nine. Three.

Half pleased, half nervous to have a pair of Nines, you call at twenty. Mom smiles as she raises to fourty and you and your sister groan - the pot is called by both of you and the fourth card is set down.

King.

Silently swearing - just knowing your mom has at least more than a Nine pair! - you sigh and fold. With 190 chips left, you felt rather confident that at least you would lose any clothes any time soon.

All-in from both of the remaining players and the fifth card is flipped - Nine. (dammit you could've had three of a kind!) and the cards are shown.

"Looks like I win," you mom giggles, showing a full house: Two Kings and Three Nines! "Better take off that shirt, honey!"

Face tinted red and pouting, Lauren pulled her blue shirt over her head, showing off a toned stomach and firm breasts sitting inside a simple tan bra.

You tried not to stare and mentally determined the score:

You – 190
Mom – 560
Lauren – 250* lost shirt
Stephanie – 250