The game
Our two beautiful and incredible sexy school mates Betty and Judith finally agreed to play one game of friendly strip poker against Paul and me one early Friday afternoon.
We all sat tense and excited in the kitchen of Judith's home (her mom was not at home luckily) ready to begin the first game.
At first it went fine as scheduled. Judith loosed her left red sock and exposed a beautiful right foot with red nail polished on. I just stared on the foot imaging a lot of boyish scenes with me and this beautiful foot. Then Betty had to remove her necklace. Nothing remarkable itself but a good beginning.
After a short break, Judith wanted to listen on another radio station and get some light beers for us to drink, it was time to continue the game again. Another sock off made Judith's both feet exposed and a while later it was time to see what her jeans had been hiding from me for all the years we have known each other...
Although Judith actually removed her jeans I did not see so much of what they were revealing as her mother entered the kitchen in a way that would have made wildest rhino green of envy. The girls just ran away like two scared zebras and Paul began to cry, endless repeatingly "Oh no!" while he was covering his face with his hands.
Yes, Ms. Tangle, truly yelled at us at first. She called us a lot of names I cannot print in this story but I can assure you that you would surely get your mouth washed with soap if your old folks heard you using such nice words as Ms. Tangle did towards us but after a while, when she had calmed down, she began to smile instead. She sat down in front of us requesting a re-start of the game.
At first both Paul and I got chocked, astonished but , after a while, also proud and filled with brave boyish thoughts. Here a female queen wanted to have a game of strip poker with us. Two young males who was better than the best in the noble art of poker. - Soon I would see a naked lady for the first time in my life!
30 minutes later Betty and Judith came back into the kitchen with a camera just in time for watching me and Paul giving our last pieces of clothes to the said Ms. Tangle. (Who by the way only loosed one piece in the game - a little needle pin that said (for those who cared to make the efforts of checking it) County Poker Champion.
