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Pool Game

Kiara:

From the way this man speaks, I see that he isn’t tough, and what fuels his ego is the crowd around him. This makes me believe I can easily shake him down.

A pool stick is given to me, and then an attendant arranges the balls on the table.

“Wait,” I say before he blows the whistle, and my opponent raises a brow.

“Yes? Do you want to back out now, because it isn’t too late?” he says, and I scoff.

“Or are you scared that you will get your ass whooped by an actual woman who has a pussy?” I ask, and the crowd goes up with an “oooh!”

He looks around, and I see he’s nervous. His fear stinks from a mile away.

“We are giving you half a million, and you have nothing to give to us, so how is this a fair game?” I ask, and he chuckles.

“Honey, I do not intend to make a stake because there is no way you are winning, so don’t be delusional.”

He thinks the crowd will join in, but everywhere is silent, and everyone looks at him.

“Sir, you’ll have to make a stake,” the attendant says. He opens
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