>>1785607>Double or nothing's a great idea. Surprised I didn't think of it. Fortunately, it got two votes, so I can justify using it."You know what," says Chrys cheerfully as you stand, shivering, in just your plain black bra and panties, "you've been such a good sport about this that I think I'll just pay off your debt anyway, out of the goodness of my own heart. It's the least I can do."
It's not freezing, but it's chilly. The air conditioning in this room's running full bore. The guard politely turned his back while you stripped off and, reluctantly, handed over your clothes to the broker, but she's showing no such restraint and is looking you up and down with gleeful abandon. Why'd you bet on red this time? Black has always been your colour.
Your electronic lockpick, which is about the size of your little finger, is tucked into the cup of your bra. You resist the urge to cross your arms over your chest. Chrys is looking at your breasts, which are bigger than people expect them to be. You don't like showing them off. Now, of course, you don't have a choice.
"What are you waiting for? You're free to go. Run off and find that Moto person, or whoever you're looking for."
You glance out the door and bite your lip. "You want me to walk across the casino in my underwear?"
"You can't stay in this room forever, can you?"
