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... didn't take the easiest shot. He missed pocketing the ball by a bit but got lucky when the cue ball stopped behind 2 striped balls, leaving Kate no good shot on our solids.

"Darn," she looked at me. "What do you think?" I shrugged and she rolled her eyes. "Thanks for the help."

She tried a bank shot, missed it and again left Jen an easy shot on one of their balls. The next shot she took was a bit difficult and she missed, this left us three balls apiece, plus the eight to win. With our solids in a pretty tight group, I managed to sink all three but left a tough shot on the final eight ball. Katie saw this, too.

"Don't scratch, Dave. If you can't make it, I'll get it on my turn."

The fact that Sal would get to go before her and we could still lose popped into my head Was she already discounting him? I did as she advised and aimed for a tougher shot that had little probability of scratching. Predictably I missed. Sal wasted no time and powered one ball into a pocket, then took his time while he surveyed the table. Somehow after taking all that time, he missed on the next shot. The cue ball rolled to a stop with a striped ball between it and the eight. It blocked any kind of decent shot for Kate.

Katie walked around the table and again hit a bank shot to tap the eight. She had no hope of sinking it and didn't even call a pocket, but if she had missed the target, it would be a table scratch and we'd lose. Jen lined up a shot and didn't come close to making it. ...

... The cue ball rolled near the eight, leaving me a direct shot. I called my pocket, let out a slow breath, took aim, and sank it for the win.

"Yes!" yelled an excited Katie. "Strip bitch!"

Jen glared at Sal. "Can you start making a few shots already?" She unbuttoned her shorts and let them fall off her slim hips to her ankles and stepped out of them. She wore plain black panties that were cut a bit high in the back, so they wouldn't peek out of her short shorts. Her brother's friends started hooting but I didn't think they showed any more than a bikini bottom.

Sal racked the balls and Jen prepared to break. Kate sidled up to me.

"Thanks, Babe, you totally won that one for us." I gave her a tepid smile.

"Hey Billy, " Chuck asked his friend, "if your sister loses, are you gonna have her suck your dick?" The only one that laughed along with Chuck was Kate.

Game two started with Jen breaking. She did a decent job of spreading the balls out but didn't sink any. The cue ball settled on the end of the table without many targets, but there were two solids. I sank them both then missed a tough, long range shot. It's hard to be accurate shooting the length of the table. This left Sal in a pretty good position. He was able to sink four stripes in rapid succession. He paused his quickfire tempo and strolled around the table. When he finally shot, the target didn't go in but the cue ball ended up on the wrong end of the table from our balls and against a rail. Kate tried to ...