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The announcer had called for a break to allow the table to be reset, telling petite the crowd that the second round would begin in 30 minutes. As I sat there with my drink, I noticed a few of the other winners disappearing into the bathrooms with their respective hosts, coming back out a short time later looking very pleased with themselves. My host giving theirs a knowing smile. The 30 minutes passed fairly quickly and before long we were escorted back to queue in the corridor, my host placing me at the back again. Whereas last time I was waiting it was all anonymous, this time the fifteen people in front of me knew exactly who I was; not only being announced as the favourite, but flouncing my competition in spectacular form, I was getting plenty of nervous or curious looks as my host wished me luck for the rest of the tournament and left before I could answer. I had mocked Jack mercilessly for his anonymous fuck the Saturday before and now I had done the same thing. I was debating whether or not to tell Rachael and Jess when the music started blaring again, this time it was ‘flay away’ by Lenny Kravitz, a few minutes of the song passed before the announcer’s voice came flowing into the corridor. “Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome back to the second round of the regional finals. Sixty-four players were seated at the tables at the beginning of the evening. Now only sixteen remain.” Pause for effect as a brash of applause filled both rooms. “Now we will wattle that down to four. Now, introducing teen our semi-finalists…” and with that, the parade of names – which I systematically ignored - started rattling off. After an obviously much shorter wait than the least round, I found myself once again alone in the corridor. “… And finally,” the announcer said, “after winning his last table in a record breaking time of 18 blistering minutes, the bookies favourite for not only tonight, but now for the national finals as well…” this part was news to me, “…a player being dubbed by our pundits as ‘the Jedi’… JAMES DONOVAN!” In a roar of cheers and enthusiastic party applause, I entered the auditorium. Same swirling spotlights, same blaring music and same cameraman trying to get a close up of my eyeballs. I put my arm up in recognition of the crowd again as I was led to my seat making a conscious effort to look more confident. This time it was a redhead linked onto my arm for the short walk to the tables; not the fiery red hair of Jess, but more of an auburn ginger. There was no kiss on the cheek teens this time either as I took my place, all the time laughing to myself at my new nickname. The protocol – I quickly worked out – was that each player’s chips was the sum of his winnings in the previous games, we had started the previous round with the £400 worth of chip for the last heat, after winning £1200 in the last game, I was sat before I pile worth £1600; with a bigger pile came a longer albeit more exciting game. But once again, having been skinny completely drained of testosterone before the game, I was a calm lake of serenity against the sea of doubt, nerves and alcohol in the opposition; and again, it was no challenge for me to mercilessly relieve them of their chips. There were a few big-pot hands in this match including a four-way £1000 each pot, in a bizarre twist, Second, third and fourth had all bluffed, then tried to buy themselves out of the bluff and failed. I was thinking this Irish lass is so hot, I really want to fuck her....oh yes! I felt Wendy's mouth sucking my cock. The first four structures contained injured Arkadians being treated diligently by my own warriors. I found it entrancing and breathed deeply taking it in. With my middle finger moistened I pushed it between her pussy lips beginning at the bottom I moved it around in small circles making my way up to toward the top. Oh, he was stirring beneath my palm. Her blue, silk panties going with skinny them. “I’d like to do it here but I guess that that would be a bit out of order, even for a nude beach.” Walking out of a room, her shirt was covered in blood with them flanking either side of her. “I believe you.” I rubbed my thumb against her teens small breasts. Even your mom didn't do two at once." "Hey, easy now." Climb up her petite on the bed and straddle my chest. Aw, I don't know Mom. He yawned and roughly pulled my panties down around my ankles and party I felt him line up his slick cockhead. It's whatever you wanna do, man. teen I don't want you to be nervous or uncomfortable." I looked down to see Lissa with her mouth wide open while her right hand lay flat on the pit of her stomach. Make her join the club,” she says. Everything I'd heard about her boss, a tyrant of a Russian woman, made me shiver.