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A Bet Lost – Part 8

A Bet Lost – Part 8

“Why don’t you get off the bed, and come be here with me?” Suzy asked. She grabbed each of Heather’s hands, and pulled them in between the couple. Heather involuntarily complied with a quickness when she rocked her body backward and slid her legs out from behind her, until they found the floor. She then … Continue reading A Bet Lost – Part 8

A Bet Lost – Part 7

A Bet Lost – Part 7

Heather leaned forward over her body on the bed, until she was able to put her hands down in front of her, and slip forward over her legs onto her knees, letting her feet fall behind her. She shifted so that she covered Marshal’s leg with her body, leaning down low onto his leg, slowly … Continue reading A Bet Lost – Part 7

A Bet Lost – Part 6

A Bet Lost – Part 6

Heather walked over to the door, never turning her back on Marshal, and slipped her long fingers around the door knob. She looked back at him, smiling. "What are you thinking right now?" Heather asked. "I'm wondering if, when you open that door, uh..." Marshal trailed off. "I'm wondering if I'm going to continue to … Continue reading A Bet Lost – Part 6

A Bet Lost – Part 5

A Bet Lost – Part 5

Heather rapped her knuckles on the bedroom door loudly. Marshal and Leigh both jumped as they looked over to her. The door was open and Heather stood watching the two of them, laser focused on Leigh's hands, and their placement on her zipper. The smile she had, however, made everyone feel easy. Suzy stood behind … Continue reading A Bet Lost – Part 5

A Bet Lost – Part 4

A Bet Lost – Part 4

Marshal looked down at his chest, and then at Suzy's bra, hanging from Leigh's hands and waved off the attempt to cover his breasts. She looked disappointed and allowed it to drop to the floor, and it lay there in a heap, the left cup on top, and a strap splayed across the carpet. She … Continue reading A Bet Lost – Part 4

A Bet Lost – Part 3

A Bet Lost – Part 3

Heather looked at her friend, and then attempted to figure out what to do next. "Alright," Heather said calmly, "there is only a little bit of time left in the game, put the bra back on. When the game is over, we'll get everyone out of here and try to figure out what is going … Continue reading A Bet Lost – Part 3

A Bet Lost – Part 2

A Bet Lost – Part 2

The next couple of hours were a lot of bra jokes, snapping the bra straps on his back. On one trip into the bedroom, Marshal took a quick look at himself in the full sized mirror, and would have sworn that his chest filled the bra better than it did this morning. He jockeyed his … Continue reading A Bet Lost – Part 2