The game of with episode 10

THE GAME OF WITS
(THE ROLLED OUT DICE)
BY AUTHOR SMART
EPISODE 10
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She said and hit him lightly on the chest.
While they both exited the car, appearing like a guy and his girlfriend.
Richærd crossed his hands around Flora’s wa-ist, while She leaned forward and held on him while they both sallied forth.
They both approached the bouncers, and we’re about to make their way in, when they were intercepted by one of the bouncers.
“Your identity please.”
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One of the bouncers said.
“What do you mean by identity? Can’t you see I need to have a chilled time with my bae here?”
Richærd said and she giggled.
“Sugar pie, why are they wasting our time?”
Richærd pecked her gently, and ruffled her hair gently.
“Just leave this all muscle and no sense guys, I will settle them myself.”
He said aloud, to the hearing of the bouncers, but there was no change in reaction from them, they just stood sentry, with their chest popped out.
He made to walk in but was anticipated by, them again, and this time a little bit more forceful.
“Sir please, allow us do our jobs peacefully, while you do yours in peace.”
One of them said.
“Ohhh babe, I need to be in there we are losing the vibe.”
She said sulking from where she was.
“Fine then, I know you broke as niggas, need cash.”
He brought out wards of dollar note and slammed it on each of their chests.
While they all took the money and made way for him.
He walked in with her, to the blaring of the music, while the crowd were really in a frenzy.
He located the bar, and ordered for a drink.
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“I need whiskey, mixed with ice.”
He said aloud, he didn’t order for Flora because he had come to understand that she was teetotaler (doesn’t drink alcohol) he ordered a light drink for her while they both drank happily, while making their way to where they play pool.
Even with Flora beside him, some daring girls still made an approach on Richærd, but Flora acting like the perfect and jealous girlfriend, was staring daggers at them to back off.
The same was for Flora, a drunk guy grabbed her butts from nowhere, and was rewarded with a dirty slap from Flora and a headbutt from Richærd that sent him to the ground, half conscious.
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Stiles on his part was dancing with one of the girls, while roaming his hands around her slim figure, while she rocked the hell outta him.
He muttered a bit.
“Are you guys in here?”
He asked.
“Positive we are in here.”
Flora said.
“OK then let’s start.”
He said and turned over the dancing lady and tipped her some cash and patted her ass softly, he excused himself and walked towards the place where, there was more crowd and he obviously knew what was going on there. It was for strippers, while the ladies had their chest bare, exposing their succulent looking b-obs, which varied in sizes, and color and with only a g string p-nt, twirling rom-ntically around the stripping pole.
Stiles smiled and walked forward, he wasn’t the type who was attracted by public nude display, it can never turn him on. He just walked forward.
Men of high profile in the society, could be seen there, with semi nude girls, watching the strippers with girls around them, roaming their hands over their body.
Stiles looked around to see a middle aged man, in the person of the owner of the club, he just sat alone in a corner, sipping his drinks while over looking everything that was happening.
Stiles sat not too far away from him, and made as if his attention was on the strippers, but meanwhile he used the corner of his eyes to monitor, the man.
Just then, the owner of the club beckoned on one of the bouncers and whispered something to his ear pointing at Stiles.
Stiles heart made a huge leap, while his expression tightened up, he immediately grabbed his drink and gulped it down, and faced his attention to what was happening ahead of him.
Just then the bouncer approached him.
“My boss wants to have a word with you sir.”
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The bouncer said politely.
“Who is your boss please?”
Stiles said looking around.
“He is over there.”
The bouncer pointed forward and the middle aged man raised his hands smiling in confirmation.
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Stiles shrugged and made his way with the bouncer to see the man.
He approached him and stood by his side.
“Please have a sit.”
He motioned, while staring at him.
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“You really are very handsome and looks muscular.”
The middle aged man stared over Stiles face and structure licking his l-ips.
A signal popped up in Stiles brain and he realized something.
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“Thank you sir for the compliment.”
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He said smiling, gently.
“Do you do guys?”
The man asked.
“I don’t understand sir.”
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He replied him knowingly.
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“I mean do you fancy guys? Like s€×ual contact with your same s€×.”
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“Not really sir, I fancy women more.”
“Do you know the best feeling, you can have is a s€× with your fellow gender.”
Stiles squeezed his face in disgust.
“Just come out clean sir and tell me what you want.”
Stiles said gently.
“I want you for a one night stand, I’m purely a homos€×ual, and I deal with guys, I will pay you fifty thousand for the night.”
Stiles smiled gently but under the smile lay a dangerous glare.
tbc