June Boom

The roster went crooked. The regular attendees couldn't make it to the tournament. It has been a long time since I've play a Thursday without Dahmer, 1000aire or Chuck, much less all of them on the same night, so I stepped it up and called a few of my brothers friends to come play with us.

Third hand of the game, my holds are Jack Ten off suite; I'm small blind with cute Paul sitting to my right dealing. The flop comes Jack, Jack, Jack, I almost pissed my pants. In all the time and places I've played poker, I've never ever flopped four of a kind, Paul calls all in which sucked because I would have like to have sucked some more chips off the other players. I had to call him and everyone else folds of course, I win and take him out of the game, needless to say he was a bit aggro.

Merging tables, there were eight and slowly they dropped off, my brothers buddies made it to the final table and one stayed for quite some time, then there were three. Peace man who had taken some cash from me a few weeks back was in with a ton of chips. He really has no clue what he is doing, as long as his holds are any, pair, suited, face, he stays in with the silliest of hands and sucks out all the time. It drives the monkeys crazy.

The board saved my ass twice last night, I should have been long gone but end up splitting the pot because the board beat out all of the players hand, both times I was all in.
Later in the game I flopped a full house, big blind hold cards, King, Three, flop; King, King, Three, and Peace Man was ripe for the picking, he had his famous pocket threes, he flopped a full house too… what a dream come true for me, he called my 150 chip all in bet and doubled me up. His skill less tactics bad fired on him from then on, and then there were two. Big Dick Paul, (which has yet to be determined) and I were the last two standing vying for a one hundred and eighty dollar pot.

Paul has missed the past to Thursdays games. Earlier in the day I had sent him a text message.

Me "Are you coming to play with me tonight"?.

Him "What hotel should I meet you at"?

Me "Is the hotel at the Monkey Casino finished and to they rent by the quarter hour"?

Him "I need you all night long baby… LOL thank you for the text Brandywine, I'll be there tonight"

By now he's been thinking about fucking me for at least the past eight hours. I had been sitting next to him since the merge. Being a massage therapist I am natural very physically, lots of rubs and touches when talking with people. I'm comfortable with being touched, I probably give every person I know a hug and a kiss ever time I see them so its not a big deal for me to have touching his tight every once in a while when something he said was funny or he took a good hand.

We are now alone at the table and I ask "Did you like your text message I sent you" he smiled and said "of course Brandywine, thank you, it was nice" I smile a teeth grin and give him my sexiest of eyes. It really didn’t phase him, he is a confident man.

Paul is a really nice guy, not my physical type but yet attractive because of his manners and sense of humor, he is a very funny guy. For example, "Mi Boy" is a red head, and one day Paul came to the game early and hung a poster of Rick Ashley on one of the very bare walls, Rick Ashley is a nick name he has for "Mi Boy" When "Mi Boy" walked in he laughed so hard tears come to his eyes, we all cracked up.

We played and played, I took a major pot and took chip lead on a bluff of Two, Five off suite. Then he killed me for half of my chips two hands later. We went back and fourth, I couldn’t read him. Heads up is tough after five hours of poker. We then decided to split. Ninety bucks anit so bad to walk way with. Its nice to be back in the winners instead of the whiners seat.