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  Chapter 10

  I Fold…

  Most of the players had arrived money in hand, I was only waiting on my star player. One minute later and right on time, Stacy rolled in and parked herself at the empty spot I left for her at the poker table. Stacy looked over to me and stared, shaking her head in disbelief. I bent over and whispered to her.

  “I hope you’re not mad at me.”

  She turned her head up and kissed me on the cheek. “You should have more faith in me, Wilson. I understand, but now it is going to cost you your allowance.”

  It was already costing me my allowance. Since I wanted this to be a completely fair game I rented a table and hired dealer so no one could claim there were any funny tricks going on.

  I sat in as well on the game with the sole purpose to try to misguide Stacy if possible. Everyone started out with a fifty-dollar buy in. Stacy sat down with just ten-dollars. She looked at me and winked. “This is more money than I’ll need.”

  Meea looked at me and shook her head indicating that she would not be joining in. She had explained to Stacy what tonight was all about. Since we had enough players she chose to hold onto her allowance money.

  I fast played some hands and slow played others. I mixed up my bluffs with good hands and bad hands. Within an hour the other eight guys and I were broke and had to buy back in with another $50 dollars. The guys I had invited I thought would be the best card players the school had to offer. Skip brought Tony his “friend” who looked like a card shark if I ever saw one. He lasted the longest, but he never won any hands head to head with Stacy.

  In less than two hours Stacy was sitting in front of the biggest pile of money I'd ever seen at a card game. She had to have a thousand dollars in front of her. No one wanted to buy back in a third time when winning your money back from Stacy seemed like an impossibility.

  I got a few weird looks from a couple of the guys that were leaving, probably thinking she had cheated them somehow but they never said anything. Tony the card shark shook Stacy's hand on the way out telling her how nicely she had played.

  When everyone had gone Stacy counted out the money she had just won and gave Marty two hundred dollars. The first hundred was his money and the other hundred was for… well just for fun and services rendered she said laughing. She tossed Meea half of what was left, about four hundred dollars.

  “New outfits for us tomorrow! Did you find out what you needed to know, Wilson?” Stacy asked, her eyes narrowing and little smile fight to the surface across her tight thin lips.

  “Yes, yes I did, and that’s fine, I don’t need my hundred dollars back, you enjoy” I said still reeling from the game and how soundly she had read and destroyed us all.

  “Oh, don’t pout, Wilson. You know Meea will buy you something nice tomorrow.”

  “Speaking of tomorrow, I have some work to do tomorrow morning, but I’ll meet you guys later at the library to finalize plans for game two." I informed them.

  Marty got up and opened the door for the girls. Friday we all had early classes so the girls needed to get their homework done and what ever else those two squeezed in before bed. Marty was telling Stacy he would pick her up after third period class, when she grabbed his hand as she rolled up pulling him down for a goodnight kiss. Meea who was at my side, kissed and whispered to me, asking if I knew what they were up to all the time when they take off by themselves. I shrugged.

  We were all working hard in our classes and learning a great deal very quickly, but I could tell Marty and Stacy were up to even more. Meea had been bringing up the question of what they were doing so often lately I was even getting curious now.

  “Maybe they were building her a plane.” I whispered back.

  Meea laughed out loud. Stacy and Marty separated to look at Meea.

  “Let's go Meea we have a lot of Victoria Secrets catalogs to look through. Thanks for all the money, Wilson.”

  “My pleasure, hot rod, but next time we play craps.”

  “Sounds good to me,” piped up Marty. Shit…. Marty could move the dice to 7’s on any throw he wanted. I wondered if these two were secretly getting wealthy by sneaking off to go gambling.

  After Marty and I got the room back into order we both headed off to bed. I knew Marty had no trouble sleeping. My first clue was the deafening snores that poured from his room about a split second after his door closed. Whatever he has been up to the past few weeks with Stacy was wearing him out. I haven’t seen him lifting those cannon balls lately but his abilities seemed to be getting stronger every day regardless. Maybe he’s tired from lifting the piles of money they win each night skipping out to Vegas