Total Gooners

“Checkmate!” A boy yelled happily, securing Renee’s second loss in a row. Luckily not having to strip, just yet. Only securing the boy's view when she does. As they had taken the caller’s “examples” to heart. Using their two best players to make sure Renee couldn’t cover with her hands until she left the classroom in victory or defeat, and in the same vein she won't be allowed to put her winnings on until everything's over.

“Damit I was so close! It's ok, if they're the best two players in the group then I should be able to win against most of them. Thanks dad for the lessons” Renee thought to herself.

On the other end her surprising skill took the boys off guard. Coming to a similar conclusion. Of the ten of them they guess maybe one more had an above sixty percent chance of winning. The next four had around a fifty percent chance. Then the final three had less than thirty.

“Ok next bet your blouse for the robe you’re wearing” the boys offered, going big.

Renee instantly shook her head and pointed to her heels.

[Balls in your court boys. Forty five seconds left]

They deliberated for a few seconds before offering “how about two items, your blouse and skirt, for the robe.”

[20 seconds, Sexy]

Renee thought quickly. Clearly they were confident in their next player if they desperately wanted the robe. Guaranteeing some sort of victory even if she swept the next seven games. For her the robe wasn't a total loss, she’d been given… other things to cover with, but she’d rather not show that off if she could avoid it. After all, it wasn't much better than being naked.

[10 seconds]

Renee quickly shook her head and pointed to her heels and thigh highs.

[Five]

“Fine, fine deal!” The boy negotiating said quickly before time ran out.

…

“I lost?” The boy said with a sad tone, not believing his eyes.

“She hustled us!” One boy exclaimed.

[That’s the way the cookie crumbles. Next bet]

With a more confident posture Renee instantly pointed to her robe as an offer and held up three fingers to show how many items she wanted.

With an annoyed expression the negotiator said “fine. You’re going to sweep anyway. Might as well bet big and get this over with. You want three items for the robe?”

Renee proudly nodded.

“How about all your stuff for the robe and… fuck it if you lose all your following games need to be sitting on a desk with your legs spread to us” he offered.

Drunk on her victory and blinded by the possibility of getting all her stuff she instantly agreed. With the game starting soon after.