Hey guys let's not hassle all of my customers tonight

You turn to look and see that it is the striking red head that you had noticed earlier who is doing the speaking. She is standing at the table where she was playing cards, now you can see how truly spectacular her body is. She's tall, at least five-foot-ten, with a pretty face and an awesome chest. Her breasts seem to defy gravity and there doesn't appear to be any fat on her body anywhere except for her massive tits. She is not young, but she is beautiful and looking at her is making your cock stir once again as you can feel your lust growing.

She continues to speak while you ogle her, "John has been here all night just like Big Ray said."

You realize that Big Ray must be the bartender as you listen to her talk. You also realize that the place seems very familiar, like you've been here many times before. You look at the cops again and see that the woman is getting her point across to them.

The younger cop is now watching the naked girl on stage while the older cop begins to speak, "don't sweat it Regina, if you say everyone in here is clean, that's good enough for me. I am just trying to do my job. When I tell the detective that I canvassed the neighborhood I got to make sure I am giving it to him straight."

Regina is the red haired woman's name and hearing the name causes an explosion of memories in your head. Memories of her, naked below you; you are fucking her and she is fucking you back. Her cunt is gripping your cock and her hips grinding against your thrusting member. Her big tits jiggling nicely and her fat, pink nipples are stiff and hard. Aware that you now have a huge erection you squirm in your seat to adjust it to a more comfortable position.

Regina and you have fucked at some point in the past. The questions that are stuck on your mind are, why, when and what is your relationship with her? The cops decide to leave, she has apparently talked them into not seeing the ID you don't posses.

She yells to you from across the room, "Hey John, why don't you join us. We have an open chair and it is the least you can do for me as I justed saved your ass."

You walk over to the table, hoping your hard cock is not too noticeable. "OK I'll play," you say to her and you grab a seat. You don't have much money and the game is fairly high stakes, there is at least a thousand dollars in front of each player. The game is 7 card stud, two down, four up and final card down. A good game to build pots, one you know you can win at.

You play steadily for the next hour with them, and you find that your mind is able to calculate the odds on the table without any conscious effort from you. You know instinctively as you look at your hands how many cards of each suit have been played and what your odds are in drawing the cards you need. You win two out of three hands and you quickly have almost five thousand dollars in front of you.

"Thanks a lot for inviting this guy over Regina," the old man next to you says in disgust as he throws in his cards on the last hand. You rake in the pot, with the old man's final cash included. Now it is down to you and Regina.

She has about 900 dollars in front of her and you know you will get that from her in no more than three hands. Soon enough you are on the third hand, you have two threes up, she is showing four hearts, a good flush hand. You know she has the flush from the way that she had been betting and the way her nipples poke out of her thin top when she had a good hand. Every card player has a tell, something that "tells" the other players when they have a good hand. Her tell was her nipples. One of the more interesting tells you have ever seen, but useful nevertheless. You also know that you have two more threes in the hole, so you have her beat. She would bet it all on her flush, as that is normally a good hand. You raise her one thousand dollars.

"John, you know I don't have the money to match that pot," she said looking at you levelly.

"So what else do you have to bet me?" you ask her.