A night with her, doing whatever your twisted mind can think up

"I know you're the kind of man who loves a good woman, and from the way you have been staring at my tits... I know you like me. How about I bet you a night with me, doing whatever your twisted mind can imagine, against your thousand dollars?"

Your cock was still throbbing in your pants, and the thought of fucking her made it twitch once again, but you played it cool. "I can get a girl for a lot less than that."

"Yeah, but they are not me," she answers right back.

"OK," you say to her, "Show me what you got."

She smiles triumphantly and says, "Heart flush."

You say back to her, "Well I only have two pair," then just as she starts to rake in the pot you add, "A pair of red threes and a pair of black threes."

It is an old poker joke, and you get a loud groan from the watching crowd, and she glares daggers at you as you rake in your winnings. All told you now have a little over six grand in front of you. You quickly fold the cash and stuff it into your pocket.

"Well John, I suppose you are going to want me to pay up."

You shrug and look at her expectantly. She tosses you a key and says, "I have a few things to take care of, so why don't you take a shower and I will be up there shortly. You don't look any too fresh."

You take the key noting that it says "Filling Station" on it and you head up the wooden stairs at the back of the bar. You hope you can find the room; she seems to think you know where it is. You need not have worried about finding the room as there was only one room on the second floor and the key fit easily into the lock.

You head into the room and find a well lit, nicely decorated room almost like a hotel suite. It has a big king sized bed, big screen TV, and a bathroom off to the side. Again you can feel the whispers of memories floating back. You have been in this room many times, and you can almost remember some things, but the memory is not quite there.

You head into the bathroom and flip on the shower. The hot water fills the room with steam and the sensation of the hot water on your body is indescribable. You use some soap and wash yourself from head to toe. She was right you are kind of gamy after all that you have been through tonight. You find a razor and scrape the stubble from your face. Then feeling mostly human you wrap a towel around your waist and head out into the bedroom. You look in the large armoire that is in the corner and find it is full of men's clothing that looks like it will fit you fine. Hell, it might even be yours for all you know.

Then you see the door knob turn, followed by Regina entering the room. She smiles at you as she walks up to you.