“Your choice,” I said.“So, when I win, I get your chips and you and your butt-buddies have to go without pants tomorrow,” she declared.I lifte... an eyebrow and glanced toward Liz. She just smirked at me. I glanced to my left and my right. Dom and Brian were obviously thinking things through. They looked at each other.“We’re in,” Dom announced.“Turn ‘em?” Jill asked but I held up a finger.“Not yet,” I said. “Unlike you, I put a pretty high value on my friends’ virtue. So when I win, you don’t get. In fact, he had barely finished half of his cold drink when he saw her arrive in a taxi across the street and enter the corner bank building he had been watching. Right about on time, pretty much just as he had predicted. God, she was still breathtakingly beautiful, he thought! The last six years had been very kind to her indeed. It probably didn’t hurt that she could afford to wear the most exclusive fashions and received frequent pampering and maintenance at the most exclusive spas and. Q: What can a man do while his wife is going through menopause?A: Keep busy. If you’re handy with tools, you can finish the basement. When you’re done, you will have a place to live.Q: How can you increase the heart rate of your over-60 year-old husband?A: Tell him you’re pregnant.Q: How can you avoid that terrible curse of the elderly wrinkles?A: Take off your glasses.Q: Seriously! What can I do for these crow’s feet and all those wrinkles on my face?A: Go braless. It will usually pull them. Up the rungs he advances. As he ascends, his tremendous cock shows beneath his night shirt. I am absolutely not interested!He jumps down and hands me a book. “Here you go. You will find him on page 119. I should know; I created the rascal!”In my mind, I take that book and turn to page 119. In a picture of the castle galley, I can see the ugly bastard!I seize the devil and yank him right off the page. I shake him and rip off his mask. I feel the surge of wonderment that my manufactured surprise.