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The Perfect Setup

... nine left,” she said. “Can I call you short one and owe it if I lose?” “Not on your ass,” answered Charlie. “I’ll let you call, but if you lose, your ass is mine for the rest of the weekend.” “Excuse me,” I said, probably looking and sounding as surprised as I actually was. “Are you saying that if she loses, she’s your slave for the rest of the weekend?” “Damn right,” Charlie answered. “Do you have a problem with that?” “No,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. “Just clarifying the terms of the bet.” Donna bit her lower lip and pushed the rest of her chips into the center. “Call,” she said. When Charlie turned over a nine, Donna gave a sigh of relief. That was premature, however, because Charlie then turned over a Jack. “No!” she cried as she turned over a ten and a nine. Both had two pair, but Charlie had jacks over sixes and Donna only had tens over sixes. “Slave,” Charlie said, “get us all some drinks.” Donna gathered up the glasses from the table and scurried over to the table by the fireplace to refill them. “Isn’t it her deal?” asked Barb. “She’s out from here on,” said Lari. “No money, no deal. Give me the deck.” END OF CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX I decided to ride out the next couple of hands and folded with what could have been winners, but I was interested in the setup, not any individual pot. Lari won the next several hands, and surprisingly, or perhaps not so surprisingly, on the third hand later, Barb ended up short in a run up against Lari. “Can I call you three ...

... short and owe it to you if I lose?” she asked hopefully. Lari just laughed and said “Same deal as Donna got. I’ll accept the call, but if you go down, your ass is mine for a month.” “That’s not the same deal Charlie gave Donna,” Barb whined. Lari answered, “Donna was only down one. You’re down three.” She gave a short laugh that sounded more like a snort and said, “Take it or leave it.” “I’ll take it,” answered Barb. A moment later, she gave a slight shriek and a sigh as Lari turned over her hole cards showing a straight flush which beat Barbara’s full house. Now two of the women were out of the game. Charlie had about a grand. Lori had several hundred, and I had a little short of twelve hundred. It was time to set the hook on the setup. “Barbara cried all over these cards,” I said as I gathered them in to deal. “Anyone object to a new deck?” “Go ahead,” said Charlie and Lari in unison. I glanced at the price tags and selected the proper deck for three players. It was time to go for the kill. I made a big show of shuffling and reshuffling deck, but as Maury had taught me, I was false shuffling and the deck remained in the needed order. I passed the deck to Lari, since Barb was a dummy, and she split the deck into two piles in front of me. I scooped the two halves into my hand and did the one-hand flip that put the bottom back on top. I now had the stacked deck ready to deal. “Stakes are getting pretty high, and I’m ahead,” I said as I held the deck ready to deal. “Maybe I ...