"Well... okay, but then I want the chips to count for twice the amount!" she announced with a smirk, jutting her chest proudly. Now she'd get twice the five thousand.... whatever that was. Twelve? Fifteen?
"Hmm.... I dunno, if we let the rookie set the rules..." one of the guys said.
"Ah heck, let's make em five, ten and twenty then," another one said.
"Shouldn't I have chips too?" she asked dazedly, thinking of the riches that awaited her.
"Hey Vinnie, you got any special chips for her?"
"I got yellow green and blue. Five for yellow, ten for green, twenty for blue. Now because we're spotting you these you owe us five-hundred already."
Jessica gulped. That was probably as much as all the guys she'd done in the last two years. Still, you had to start somewhere to make money.
"Hey Joe," Vinnie called to the bartender. "Let's start with a round of your finest."
Joe nodded, digging into the minifridge that contained the best liquor in the house. And, of course, the most expensive. A tired-looking waitress took the drinks and put them in front of the guys, knowing which wanted which from experience. Thankfully the boys were too busy ogling the imbecile's tits to do their usual groping.
"Alright, let's get going!" |