Poker went wrong
Today was supposed to be my day. I had my game face on, ready to dominate the poker tournament. The stakes were high, but I felt confident. The cards, however, had a different plan. It was the final hand, and the tension was palpable. I’d gone all in, believing my hand was unbeatable. The showdown came, and the winner revealed a royal flush. I watched in disbelief as my chips were swept away. But the real kicker? Part of our bet involved something a bit more... personal. The winner—a seasoned player named Lucas—grinned as he reminded me of our wager. I now owed him a sex dance video. Not just any sex dance video, but one showcasing my best moves to a song of his choice. Back at home, I set up my phone and took a deep breath. The music started, and I felt the rhythm take over. Despite the initial embarrassment, I found myself getting into it. For a moment, I forgot about my loss and just enjoyed the sex dance.
