Their Intelligence

Behind Sarah and Emma a man walked by, draped with a giggle woman in a tube top in his arms. With her big fake tits and dyed blond hair, she was nothing like anyone that Sarah or Emma would ever hang out with. She was an air head. A bimbo.

But, she wasn't the only one. Lots of the men in the casino down bellow had bimbos with them. Hanging on their arms. Kissing the dice for them. A few even had women under the table kissing other things for them. All with that dumb little smile that infuriated Sarah.

But, it was natural that there would be so many bimbos here.

In fact, she could see the reason why in the other room. A woman who wanted to gamble was being set up. She was having these little electrodes attached to her forehead. The sight of it made Sarah's hands clam up a bit.

When you went to gamble here, as a young woman, you were not gambling money. The men would put up their chips...and the women would put up their minds. Lose a hand, and zap. There went a few brain cells.

If you won, you'd be filthy rich. But, you lost enough times...you'd be one of those airheads with a silly smile too.

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