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Rob the Naked and Give to the Poor

Robin Hood was sitting in a tree one day, waiting for royalty or just someone with money to pass by. Soon a covered wagon drawn by two large horses came rolling down the path, right underneith him. The driver seemed to be inside the wagon instead of on the seat. He wondered if this was surprise trap, but figured the wagon was too small for more than two or three guards to fit in it, and he could easily take care of them.

He jumped down into the seat facing the inside of the wagon. The jump startled the horses a bit, but Robin Hood grabbed the reins and quickly brought them to a halt. He drew his sword in an instant and pointed it directly to a single soul inside. It was a woman in a cloak. But knowing that even a woman could be well trained, he kept his blade up.

"I'm sorry to have stopped you, fair maiden," said Robin Hood, "but I must tell you, you look very beautiful. Well managed, well dressed, well taken care of, and well off. You see, I'm..."

"I know who you are," interupted the woman. "You're Robin of Locksley, otherwise known as Robin Hood, Prince of Thieves, and a man in tights." Robin blushed a tad at the last remark. "And I am unarmed, alone, and am not planning on attacking you, so put down your blade."

Robin Hood was impressed. She had gumption. He put his sword back into his belt. He remarked back, "You know me well. Then you must also know what I'd like from you," he said with a grin.

"Oh, I suppose you'd like to steal my gold. Or is there something else you have your eyes on?"

Robin Hood snapped back. He suddenly realized that he had been staring at her breasts pressing against her tight robes. But how could he not? She was well curved. He could only imagine how nice her rear was, since she was sitting on her knees. He had to have a peek.

"Maybe I am interested in more than just your gold. But I must admit, I do feel bad for robbing you of your money. But the poor are in real need of it. Not that you aren't, but they would need it far more."

"Well, I'm not about to just give it to you," she said with a flirtatious smile. Robin Hood could tell that she was rather enjoying him trying to do what he had in mind. Hell, it was worth the try.

"Well, I could try to win it from you..."

"Oh, and how are you going to accomplish that?"

"I just so happen to have some royal cards I stole from Prince John last time he was through here. Are you familiar with the new game they call Poker?"

The woman smiled. "I am, but I've only heard of it being played for clothing rather than money, since cloth is easier to come by than gold. Exactly what did you have in mind, Robin of Locksley?"

"Like I said, you're also well dressed. And clothes like that could fetch a pretty good price..."

"Oh, so now you're not just going to take my money, but the very clothes off my back?"

"Well, yeah..."


"What was that word?"

"Never mind. Deal."


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