Things start out good for Lauren. And then...

"Ha! Read 'em and weep, Cowgirl!" Lauren gloated as she laid down her cards. An Ace, a King, a Queen, a Jack, and a Ten with the exact same suit; a straight flush. Lauren chuckled mockingly as she picked up the hat and threw it into the crowd where it was caught by a nerdy looking woman.

"Keep it!" Lauren called out, sitting her earrings on a nearby table. "There's no way I'd ever wear something that monstrous and ugly in public!" She then turned to Rose and cockily asked, "How does it feel to know that, once I own all your clothes, they're going to be either thrown in the trash, or given away?"

"Don't get too cocky, Sugar." Rose said sternly as she removed her coat and sat it on the table. "You haven't won yet."

"I may as well have." Lauren quipped as she laid her leather jacket on the table. As she looked back up, she dealt out the cards again.

After a few changes of cards, both women looked up, ready to show off their hands. Lauren smugly laid her cards out smirking at the three Kings, Jack, and Ace laid out on the table.

"Beat that!" Lauren challenged with a smug smirk as she folded her arms over her chest...

Only to have her smirk instantly vanish as she saw Rose lay out her cards. Three Queens and a pair of sevens; a full house. Lauren pouted as she saw Rose pick up both the coat and the jacket, sitting them on another nearby table. Rose suddenly picked up the jacket again as she looked it over.

"You know something," Rose commented as she sat the jacket back down and returned to the game, "you're about the same size as my big sister. And she's always wanted a leather jacket for when she goes riding her hog, Grease Lightning."

"Well, sorry to disappoint Big Sis," Lauren griped, shuffling the cards again, "but I'll be winning that back by the end of the game."

As Lauren handed out the cards, Rose began to place her bet on the table. Much to everyone's shock and amazement, Rose removed her t-shirt and laid it down on the table, exposing her sun-kissed skin and 34D bra. This earned plenty of whistles and cheering from some of the men in the audience... And the nerdy woman who was actually drooling at the sight in front of her as she fanned herself with Rose's hat, her glasses fogging up as her cheeks went pink.

Lauren felt a mixture of anger and, surprisingly, intimidation at the woman in front of her. Nevertheless, she shook it off as she thought about what to bet... Only to look a little worried that she bet away both ber small bets. And she couldn't just back out now, she had a reputation to uphold!

But she didn't know what to bet. If she bet her blouse, then Rose would be close enough to see that her bra was padded. If she bet her boots, then the whole bar would notice that she had somehow shrunk. The same would apply if she just took off her boots to bet her socks. And she would reveal her spanx to the entire bar if she set her skirt on the table!

Lauren bit her lower lip as she thought about what would be the best, or at least the least humiliating, thing to bet...