With the table put away, the girls got back to business. The cards were dealt and idle conversation continued while they all worked out their strategies.
Amanda ended up with a 4-5-6-7-J off the deal. She was sad that she didn't get a Queen; she especially liked the prettier face cards. But she remembered from playing with her dad that getting cards all in a row was a good thing so, disappointed, she traded in her Jack for a new card and ended up with a 3. They were all lower numbers but she hoped it would still be good enough.
"Alright," Zoe started, "Whaddya have ladies?"
Amanda put up her hand. "I have a row."
"Er... do you mean a straight?" Zoe asked.
"Yeah! Sorry, a straight!"
Tanya responded by triumphantly slapping her cards on the table. "Full house!"
The other girls simultaneously groaned and congratulated Tanya. Amanda laid her cards down and poked Zoe.
"I lost, didn't I?" she asked sadly.
Zoe glanced over but had to do a double take. "Um, actually no. You totally won! Hey guys, Mandy got a straight flush!"
"What?!" Tanya exclaimed incredulously, both surprised and impressed.
"Wow! Good job Amanda!" Carmen said, rubbing one of Amanda's outstretched feet.
"Okay, but winning doesn't actually matter," interrupted Tanya. "Who lost?"
"I have three of a kind," showed Carmen.
Kaylee slumped in frustration. "I have a pair of Queens."
Zoe looked confused. "Wait, I have a pair of Queens too."
"So you both lose!? Then get to the stripping you two!" Carmen teased.
Zoe shrugged. "Seems fair."
"Knock yourself out, I'm not taking off shit." Kaylee said in a huff. "There aren't ties in poker!"
"Umm... I think there are actually," countered Tanya.
"No, dad said there are tiebreakers. It's the next highest card." Kaylee explained, scratching her head. "They're like shoes... kickers! They're called kickers!"
"Okay, well what's your kicker then?"
"I have an Ace!" Kaylee snootily declared.
"Well so do I." responded Zoe flatly.
Kaylee's mouth dropped. "What? Gimme your cards!"
"See?" Zoe said, outstretching her hand.
After a quick comparison the girls were dumbstruck.
"You two have the exact same hand!" Carmen shouted.
Kaylee again felt frustrated. "That's not even possible!"
"Sorry, but it just happened!" apologized Zoe.
"Chillax Kaylee." Tanya echoed. "Let's just say the winner of the round decides who loses a tie. That's more fun. No more 'kicker' nonsense. Actually..." she pondered for a moment. "Let's make the game even more interesting. How about from now on the winner of each round gets to strip something off the loser!"
"Oooo! I like it!" Carmen replied.
"Yeah, that does sound like more fun. Certainly more incentive to win!" Zoe winked at Amanda.
Kaylee sighed. "Okay. Fine. It's a good rule." She paused. She didn't even want to ask. "Mandy?" she said sweetly.
Amanda beamed. "Yes sissy?"
"Who's the lo-"
"YOU ARE! YOU ARE!" The young girl pointed and shouted before her sister could finish her sentence.
Kaylee huffed again. "Fuck."
"Sorry Kay. Your sister likes me too much!" Zoe booped Amanda on the nose with her finger and received a cute giggle in return.
Kaylee reached down to remove her socks before remembering the new rule. She beckoned toward her sister.
"Come on. Get it over with already." she growled, pointing her feet outward.
Amanda rose from the floor and skipped forward, passing the elevated socks before straddling her sister's lap.
"What are you doing? Take off my socks?"
She sat down, kicking her legs out behind her sister on either side. "But that's no fun! I want to take off your shirt!" Amanda replied, already reaching for the buttons of her blouse.
Kaylee pleaded to the other girls. "Don't I still get a say here?"
"I dunno." Tanya replied. "Makes sense that the winner would pick."
Kaylee didn't respond. She realized she was turning into a poor sport. She leaned back, resting her hands on her sister's ankles and stuck her chest out to expedite Amanda's victory.
The clean lines of Kaylee's white blouse were slowly broken as its buttons were undone one by one by her sister's dainty hands. Amanda slowly revealed the sexy pink camisole worn underneath. The low-neck-lined undershirt wasn't entirely sheer but it wasn't opaque either. Her dark undergarments were easily seen through it.
"We can see your braaa-aaw!" sang Amanda.
Kaylee shook her head. "Yes. I guess you can."
"OH!! Can I?!" Having released the last button of her sister's blouse she reached out and grabbed at her cleavage, yanking on the top of the loose pink cami. It quickly stretched downward allowing everyone an unfettered glimpse of Kaylee's lacy black bra.
"Hey! That's still mine!" smirked Kaylee in mock protest.
Amanda pulled it back up and over her sister's ample chest but not before playfully giving everyone a second look with another quick tug.
"Hey!" laughed Kaylee. "Get off me already!"
Kaylee lifted Amanda's ankles into the air pushing her away and off her lap in a reverse somersault. Giggling and falling to one side through the awkward roll, Amanda scrambled to her feet and flung her green pantied behind back onto her sister's lap. Kaylee again shook her head but couldn't wipe the smile from her face. The hyper young girl grabbed each lapel of the white blouse and unceremoniously stripped it from her sister's body. After pushing it down each of her arms she wadded and threw the garment away from them in no particular direction. Her task was finally done.
Locking her legs around her big sister's waist, Amanda looked up at her with an affectionate smile.
"Satisfied?" Kaylee asked.
Amanda nodded her head.
"Then take a seat Mandy," remarked Tanya, mid shuffle. "I'm about to deal the next hand."
"But I am sitting," came Amanda's reply, fingering the camisole and bra straps that draped off her sister's shoulders.
For once it was Kaylee that stood up for her. "It's fine. Just deal."