"Ok, Mark. We'll put our five hundred each against your five hundred. The bet is now whoever walks out with her gets the pot, but none of us can say a...ything to her. A gentlemen's wager," Sam said with a nod. "If neither of us leaves with her, Jim gets the pot." Ok by me, Sam. Good luck," I nodded. We all shook on the bet, then handed the money to Tommy, the bartender. When I told Tommy what the bet was, he just smiled and nodded his head.Sam returned to the table, and asked if he could join. "Yeah come on back I havesomething special for you."After dinner we all started clearing up but the girls disappearedleaving me to do the dishes by myself. When mom walked back in and sawme doing them, she cursed, "Those damn girls, I swear they're gettinglazier every day."I stayed locked in my room playing every day, all my favorite songsover and over until I knew them off by heart. I loved the feel of theguitar, I loved everything about it but I wanted an electric one.Every day I walked down. But since most men come too early it’s no use charging per hour, is it?’ ‘What if I pay you in sexual services instead, will that do?’ ‘Well, that depends on the skills, doesn’t it? You have the tool, but can you use it?’ she winked at him. ‘God, Kate, you’re making me completely mad with lust again. Just look what you’ve done,’ he said and pointed down to his shaft. She could see he was erect again. ‘Come with me,’ he smiled as he turned and walked toward a door on the left side of the room. . Sort of. Maybe she had some ideas about getting rid of the tentacle?Noelle put on some underwear and a skirt and left her room, pausing to make sure there was no one in the hallway. Amy’s door was directly opposite hers and she knocked on it vigorously. Amy opened the door and stood there, worried and fidgeting. "Oh. Hi. Um. Sorry." She apologised for nothing in particular. She still wore a taught blue shirt and tight shorts, bare legs leading down to white socks in white trainers. Noelle’s.