" I said trailing off in the end."I know, but I can't help it." he said and reached for my PJ-pants and pulled on them, trying to get my ass into full...view."Can you take them off so I can have a better look at you?" he asked, almost pleading.I blushed but slowly stood up and took off my PJ-pants before sitting down on the couch again, now only in thongs and a tank top. I could feel how my nipples started to get hard and it showed through my tank top which Tomas also noticed when I had sat. His fellow gamblers were not impressed.***** Only an hour later, after Dave had gone up considerably, he was back down to about three thousand dollars. However, he had made some progress with the other players. Christopher was a regular at the table. He only played this table and only played one of six numbers. His lucky number, his birth-year, his birthday, his jersey number, his age, and the number of women he'd slept with. He claimed that the last number increased on a weekly basis. Reginald. ." She seemed just a bit more devilish. Then again, she wasn't the one handcuffed to a chair. She stood in front of him, letting him really look at her for the first time since he got home. He was pleasantly surprised.A full length black dress, with a deep V neckline, showing her fantastic cleavage, and a slit running up each leg, to a high point near her hip, showing just enough skin of her fantastic legs to make you keep looking. The skin tight material silhouetted her figure, and accentuated. ”“You’ll agree?” Becky’s face was alight.But Jack was suppressing his pleasure at the turn-around of events. There was still one stumbling block.Sir Oswald said, “There are no problems. For a start, I’ll have the top floor arranged so it is where you can live until you have somewhere built. A late August wedding then. You want it large—”“I’m pregnant, uncle.”Oh, hell, she’d dropped that bomb so quickly. Sir Oswald’s face lost that cheery aspect, as he heaved himself off the desk and, without.