...jeans"

Ugh. What is wrong with my sister? Why does she want my clothes so badly? Is she just trying to see how far I go before I give up?

Though I'm uncomfortable with the idea of sitting around in only my underwear playing cards, I would rather do that than not play at all.

Fine. If she wants my pants she can have 'em. I don't need them. Winning this damn card game is more important at this point. Besides, everyone else in the house is probably asleep now so it's basically just the two of us.

"Ugh, if you insist, perv" I say lightheartedly to my sister as I unbutton my jeans and slide them down my legs. After a brief moment of struggle I pull the jeans completely off of my feet and hand them to my sister who happily stands up to lay them on top of my shirt, before sitting upon both items.

"Damn girl, maybe you're more daring than I thought." Ashley said with a smirk. "It's a shame you cover that cute little body of yours all the time. Maybe this'll help you loosen up more."

"Keep dreaming, sis"

Now clad in only a blue bra and matching panties, I'm ready for some more blackjack. I really need to get a grip on myself here, it should be blatantly clear to me that I am simply not a good blackjack player and should back out now, but my pride won't let me think those thoughts.

Ashley hands me a quarter of the roll again, and we get back to it. For some dumb reason I really believe I can come back and win this thing.

I guess you probably can tell where this is headed. Surprise surprise, I lose again and again, my penny count dwindling until it reaches zero for the third time.

Fuck this game, and fuck me for caring so much about it. I look up to see Ashley beaming.

"Oh Emily, I know you want to keep playing" Ashley says in a sing-song voice.

Fuck. Just now I am hit with the realization that I am only wearing my underwear, and if I wanted to keep playing I'd probably have to give Ashley my bra or panties. Either way I'd be exposing something I'd rather not expose.

No way. I can handle underwear but I am NOT showing her my boobs.

"Sorry Ash, I know what you want but I'm not giving you my bra. Or panties. Especially not my panties." I say defiantly. Ashley seemed disappointed.

"And here I thought you were adventurous, Em. " Ashley says, obviously trying to push my buttons.

"Not gonna work, but nice try" I reply slyly.

"How about I give you half the roll this time? More likely for you to win."

Damn. I know I should walk away right now, but she does have a point with the half roll. With more money to start out with I could bluff her, or win more pennies at a time. Am I seriously considering taking my bra or panties off for this? That would be so stupid, not to mention embarrassing.

On the other hand, what's the big deal? We're both girls, and we've both seen our fair share of boobs, maybe even a vagina here and there. And maybe Ashley is right, if sitting in my underwear is as "adventurous" as it gets with me I have some work to do. As I think I look at the clock by my bed. Is it really midnight already?

"Well Em, what'll it be?" Ashley asks.

"Fuck it, I'll do it." I sigh. "Bra or panties?"

"That's more like it!" Ashley beamed. "But I think I'll let you pick this time."

"Oh, you're too kind, Ash, too kind" I respond sarcastically.

Shit. What's worse, getting my tits out or treating my sister to a nice view of my shaved crotch.

"Well, let's it it over with" I say to myself as I take off my...