"You."

Another round of gasps echoed in the room but this time not as loud as the first seeing as offering your body was a wage
that had been done several times but never when the two girls faced each other and neither of them ever lost. Swallowing
the lump in her throat Spencer glanced back down to her cards, her thrumb sweeping of the them seeking some form
of comfort from the small thin material. She had a good hand, most times that was enough for her to blow through her
money and her body but this was Ashley and a good hand might not be good enough.

"What's it going to be?" The deal nodded toward Spencer urging her on to reply.

"No way!" Glen growled stepping forward but knew his words held little meaning. He'd bet his body before and lost. He
knew what could and probably would go on if his sister lost but the rules of the game was simple. You played then you
were bound by the bid.

He was ignored and it didn't help that his outburst wasn't followed by any action on his part making him feel less like the big
brother he thought he was, but if he really was a good big brother he wouldn't have gotten her involved in this high stakes
poker game held below the church in a back room of the basement.

Spencer wasn't sure what to do but the fact that she couldn't fold gave her the answer she didn't want. She folded she was
out never to be able to return so she swallowed her fear and pride, raised her head up and glared angerily at the girl in
front of her, "I'm in."

"Great." Ashley winked.

"Now get you skank ass leg off me."

Trying hard not to grin at the lack of bitterness to that comment she lowered her leg with an appeasing nod which was not
except by Spencer.

"As it is the dealer has a three of the kind, please show your hands."

Spencer let her lips slid up as she dropped her hand, "Full house...K high."

Leaning forward she started gathering up the money but soon found her self pushed back in her chair by Ashley's strong leg
under the table, "Not so fast little girl..." she threw her cards on the table causing a frown and raised brows to cross the
pretty seventeen year olds face, a look Ashley would never wish to cause again and wanted to apologise but when her
mouth opened all that came out was, "Full house...Ace high."

"You lose. Bid will be paid by next game." The dealer sighed glad it was over and quickly got the hell out of there.

Spencer sat stunned that she lost, that she lost by one louse card. An ace. A card she now detested.Her eyes never swayed
from the table, from the middle, watching tan hands gather up their winnings and even after those hands left her view she sat
and stared.

"Spencer?" Glen questioned lightly afraid to be snapped at for no reason, his large hand lying on top her shoulder gaining
her shocked attention, "You lost."

She nodded.

"You...lost." he repeated unsure if it was for himself or the blank stare he was recieving from his sister.

"And I won." Ashley spoke with a bounce on her heels.

Glen looked up at the voice. She wore tight blue jeans that hugged every inch of her and outlined an area so well she almost
didn't need jeans anymore, her top rose just above her stomach showing off her toned abs from working out. The black top
bringing out the blackness of her eyes even though in the light they sparkled a honey brown like her hair but unlike her hair
was rarely seen by anyone not close to her as they are hid behind glasses. He knew he should hate her and he did but that
didn't matter to his hormones as he checked her out.