”“What’s wrong with him? Are you trying to get him to a hospital?’She let out a small laugh and smiled at me. I could see she was drop-dead go...geous…at least to me. “No, he’s drunk after losing all our money.”“I’m sorry to hear that ma’am…”“My name is Angelina, you can call me Angie.”“So I see…Angie” I glanced at her license, “I’m sorry to hear that but I’m afraid I’m going to have to write you a ticket.”“You don’t have to,” she said with coy smile. “You could just let me go with a warning.”By. That one is mine!" she said taking it off the table in mock possessiveness. "Oh," I said catching on to what she was meaning, I had never used a toy on myself, when I used them with women it was always on them and never in their ass. Heather, apparently thought I would like to use one on my own ass. "I don't think I need one," I admitted "But would love to see you use them." "I thought you said you liked toys?" she asked a bit disappointed. "I do, but I never used them on myself, just on. ?Stay away from him or I will smash that pretty blond head of yours,? she hissed. ?Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do?? Allison replied boldly. Laura pushed the door open and clawed at Allison’s face. Allison cried out as she felt her cheek stinging painfully. The poodle started barking furiously. ?I will call the police,? she said with trembling voice and retreated into the house. ?What are you going to tell them? Who is going to listen to you, little slut? ? Laura said, stepping. I now held the best possible hand on the board. No chance for a straight flush on the board and no way a four of a kind could be had. And so you could imagine my bewilderment when the chip leader pushed all in. When it came to my turn I looked at the cards over and over again wondering if the chip leader was actually bluffing. If he was he picked a terrible time to do it. I stared him down and couldn’t get a read on the guy. I knew I couldn’t possibly lose the hand so I pushed all chips.