" He tapped his tray. "The bet is simple all you have to do is never gamble again and I will hand you your salvation."She tried count how much money w...s on the tray but even though she was normally great with numbers she couldn't focus. "Is that all," she asked knowing there had to be some sort of catch, "what if I don't keep our deal?" That is what I am betting on," he said as his smile grew. "All the power is in your hands but if you fail I will collect your soul."She didn't know what this. I couldn’t wait and yet, being the pleaser and perfectionist that I am, I was terrified at the possibility of failure or, almost as diabolical… mediocrity.What if my own abilities as a lover, my own idea of my sexy, sensual self was all in my own mind? What if nerves took over? What if for whatever reason he didn’t enjoy me or the evening? My sexual/sensual motor runs at a pretty constant purr but the possibility that I was might actually be a great big fraud almost stopped me in my tracks.. I thought I was going to cum right then. Mark stood up and took my hands. He walked me to the bed and laid me at the foot with my legs hanging down. He stood up and pulled his boxers down. I have to admit I've looked in the showers at school, but he had the biggest sick I ever seen. It was nearly a foot long and thick as a ball bat handle. He knelt back down, grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs up. Pushing them to my chest my butt hole was fully exposed. He looked up and asked, is this your. . in a Chaos sort of way. Worn, tired, and bruised, she looked very lost."Who is the owner?" Seven asked."He was," she pointed at the barkeep."Well ... he's in no position the run the place," said Seven. "Jack. We need to get these bodies out of here." She disassembled. Her constituent female parts started cleaning up. Setting up tables and benches and gathering up stew bowls, eating knives and the general wrack and ruin associated with a minor combat.Jack, Four and Six commenced removing the.