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The debt

My Mexican lawyer "friend" Adria called me about a loan for a a fairly sizable amount of money. I agreed to loan it to her, but I wanted something in return. After all, the loan would severely compromise my own lifestyle for a time. She knew I was interested in pursuing a relationship with her, but had resisted my advances. However, this time I thought I had her where I wanted her. After we met over dinner, I told her that I wanted something in return for loaning her money. I knew that she wouldn't consent to sexual relations (even given the size of the loan) so I suggested we meet at my house tomorrow night to carry out the deal. She accepted, and we agreed to meet at 7 o'clock. It was shortly after that I devised my plan. At seven the next night, she appeared promptly after having left her legal practice for the day. We enjoyed our dinner when she finally got around to asking me what I would like in return to help compensate for the personal hardship that the loan would cause me. I merely told her that I would like to play a game of strip poker with her. She reluctantly nodded her head. Our rules, perhaps somewhat unorthodox, were the following: we would each start with seventy-five tokens, the loss of seventy-five tokens was replaceable by relinquishing one article of clothing, and the loser would be the one with not a stitch of clothing left. She and I sat around a table and began. She dealt first. To her surprise, she won the first hand with a three of a kind to my pair of kings. After another successful round for her, my luck began to turn around until I finally got her to -10 tokens. Sighing, she kicked off her pumps and kicked off with her 65 tokens. At this point, I dropped a little in my token number, but ascended again by fortune of a straight and a three of a kind with kings in two consecutive rounds. This flourish once again placed my friend in danger of losing another article of clothing, which she did two hands later. Slowly yet slightly seductively she unbuttoned the three buttons of her blouse eventually exposing the lacy pink brassiere underneath. Aroused by the sight of her curvature, I played slightly more recklessly, and so lost my shoes and socks. Stupid, stupid, stupid, especially when I... Regaining my senses, I overtook her once more to pummel her below 75 tokens twice more. The softness of her thighs exposed by the removal of her blue flowery skirt was only enhanced more by the suggestive slide of her black stockings down her long sensuous legs. She suddenly grew more determined to not lose the remainder of her lingerie. This determination encouraged more to cut her a little more slack in order to sweeten victory. And after all, I didn't mind forfeiting my shirt when I had the chance (or was it opportunity?) to see that beautiful angel nude. After this, I drove her back with a stream of two pairs. Faced again with a subzero (-25 tokens) amount, she asked me to reach back and unhook the catch of her bra. Despite guarding her breasts, I still caught a brief glimpse of their splendor before continuing. My final push successfully resulted in the release of her panties from her body. Never before had I seen buttocks so well-rounded! Awestruck by the wonder of her body, I reached out to touch her and accidentally dropped my cards so that the marks could be clearly seen on the back of them. Now knowing that I had cheated in order to get her to strip, she angrily grabbed her clothes and her money in a huff before she slammed the door in my face. And to this day, I've never seen her since. Fortunately, my money problems straightened out and I became successful in my profession...unfortunately at the cost of perhaps one day having the love of my Adria wherever she may be. Editors note Ahh as they say "cheats never prosper"