”Mike smiled. “I’ve been known to place a wager or two over the bar. What do you have in mind?”Artie replied “Okay. For fifty, I bet you tha... I can bite my right eye.”Mike thought this was impossible, but it would be worth fifty just to see him do it. “Ok, Artie, you’re on for fifty.”Artie grinned, popped out his glass right eye, bit it, and pushed it back in.Mike slid the fifty over the bar and laughed. “Artie, how many people have you gotten with that one?”Artie said “Plenty, but I’m running. A southern style hot dog was one of those things. Hell I could get a wiener in a bun, with access to mustard and ketchup for under a buck. I just found a fatty hot dog on a stale bun masquerading as a hot dog criminal. A southern style hot dog had a grade A hotdog, inside a higher quality bun, with mustard chilli, slaw and some hot spices. I found that worth a few dimes more.We sat by the lake having a decent hot dog washed down with diet coke. The conversation naturally moved to Allen. “So. "For those of you who are new to Angel Heaven, or have not seen me before, welcome. I am not your typical stripper/dancer, as you can plainly see. One: in heels, I stand six feet seven inches tall. Two: I weigh two hundred and twenty seven pounds. Three: my measurements are fifty-two -- with a C cup; twenty six, thirty five. And finally," she smiled as she said, "I don't dance very well."The place was eerily quiet; she was a master at playing to the crowd. She hesitated until the last possible. The time arrived as I left her to meet up with guys. I was to check they'd arrived and were still up for it. Kerry was free, for now, to get herself worked up about what was about to happen. I would be returning to Kerry to tie her, before telling the other four to come. I'd taken a few pictures of Kerry, close-ups, tits, arse, pussy just to show the guys what they were gonna get. Judging by their reaction and comments, Kerry was going to get exactly what she'd hoped for.I left after one drink,.