I had my pockets full with the chips. After almost 1 and half hour she asked me for help as she had lost most of her games.She was playing inside bets...and I was playing outside bets and I asked whether she would like to change her strategy.And she replied I’m here to win not to play my strategic game.So she started to play where I was playing and soon she started to recover her losses and her face started to glow with every win.Though the devil inside me was telling me that I should give it a. She said no more, and then took his enthusiasm: "I have a husband." I stopped net. "You have a husband? "If she experienced with women, she sleeps with a man. I remained gripped by the complexity of human, but repeating my attitude soured, said laconically: "so this is how with him, you're having fun? ". I made him evil, dug her belly as if the blow had been physical. She looked at me silently cured. Her reaction touched me. Planted in front of me, she broke the silence, "I'm sorry Lisa, I'm. I put my hands on his shoulder and step out of them. He throws then in the car and we go in. There were a few guys and a couple at the bar. They check us out as we go in but no one has an idea I'm not wearing anything but my coat, shoes and stockings. Then the guys start joking. Hey, can I get your coat? Let me help you with your coat. Very funny. We sit, a pitcher of beer and a round of shots is ordered. They start playing pool and a few more rounds of Tequila are ordered. We were probably. She screwed over guys left and right and never slowed down for a second even when she was confronted with her devious manipulations by some of the smarter ones with a head on their shoulders.I knew my days in her household were numbered when Mister Juan Escobar showed up with his big hairy cock and attitude that had her down on all fours like a well-trained bitch in heat and waiting for his pleasure like a submissive “take it up the ass” girl with no hesitation to get down on all fours and.