Amanda had been a professional gambler for many years and had made a lot of money playing poker here in the UK, but her dream was to play in the USA and that meant Las Vegas so at the age of 47 she finally made up her mind to go. She packed her suit case and took the long fight to Vegas, on arrival she booked into a new hotel that was only built last year which also had a large casino on the first three floors, she picked this one because there are some no limit private poker tables. You didn’t need to be anyone special to play, all you needed was an invite from the owner and to get that all you needed was to get noticed, now that was what she was planning on.
After checking in and getting a good night’s sleep, she did the tourist thing during the day and as night fell she went back to her hotel room and got ready for the tables, she put on her favourite black dress and tee bar sandals. Looking in the mirror at her self she thought Vegas here I came ready or not. She went down to the casino and found a poker table, she changed her cash into chips and sat down at the table. After about an hour of playing she had turned $1,000 into $50,000 and was about to leave when some one behind her said ‘hey lady you play a mean hand of poker’ she looked up and a smartly guy was standing there, then he said ‘let me introduce myself I’m Carlo the owner of this establishment and you are? Oh I’m Amanda she says,
Carlo; You don’t sound American is that a British accent I hear?
Amanda; Yes I’m from London.
Carlo: Have you been here long?
Amanda; No I got here yesterday and I’m staying here at your hotel.
Carlo; Do you like it here?
Amanda; Yes it is very nice and completely different from London.
Carlo; Would you like to play poker at my private table?
Amanda; Yes that would be nice.
So she gets up and Carlo has her chips taken over to the private table, they sit down and start playing poker, after an hour or so there is a big pot and Carlo makes his final raise and Amanda puts all her chips in but it’s not enough, she is $200 short so she says would you accept something else as the bet. Like what did you have in mind? Says Carlo, Amanda then slips off one sandal and places it on the table. Carlo looks at her sandal and says what just one sandal what is the value of just the one, but you do look sexy like that, Amanda points to the stones on the tee bar and says they are worth around $300 so will that cover it.
Ok says Carlo, what have you got? A flush says Amanda, nice says Carlo but not enough I have a royal flush so you loose. Ok says Amanda as she reaches for her sandal, what are you doing said Carlo?
Amanda; Just taking off the stones from my sandal.
Carlo; No you forfeit your sandal, what is on the table is now mine,
Amanda; I only want the sandal you have the stones that was what I was betting with.
Carlo; I’m afraid you will have to go home in just that one sandal, or if you want to try and win back your sandal we can continue.
Amanda; You cleaned me out that is all the cash I have until I can get to the bank to wire some more over.
Carlo; How about this, you want to win back you sandal? So lets just have a high card wins cut of the cards. If you win you get your sandal back but if I win then you stay like that and I’ll take you out for dinner.
Amanda; Ok, aces high?
Carlo; Yes.
Amanda; Ok the dealer shuffles the cards and we both take one card.
Carlo; Yes ok.
So the dealer shuffles the cards and spreads them out on the table face down, then Amanda takes a card and looks at it, then Carlo takes a card and says ok what have you got, she drops it on the table face up and it is an ace, thinking she has won back her sandal she reaches across the table to reclaim it. Not so fast says Carlo also dropping an ace onto the table. So they both take another card and Carlo puts his down face up and it is a 4 of hearts, Amanda throws her card down and it is a 3 of clubs so she has lost again. Now she has to spend the rest of the night in one sandal.
Carlo; It looks like I have my Cinderella for the evening.
Amanda; Ok let’s go then I hope I don’t have to walk to far like this.
Carlo; Don’t worry you’re not the first lady to have lost her shoe here and you won’t be the last.
So they go out to the restaurant next to the hotel so she only has to walk a short distance, after the meal he takes her back to the hotel. Wow the pavement is still hot on my bare foot I thought it would have cooled down by now she says, then added, back in London one summers night I lost one shoe and the pavement was cold on my bare foot. So this isn’t the first time you have play Cinderella then, do you want to tell me what happened, says Carlo. So Amanda tells him she was out with some friends and she got a bit drunk, they thought it would be fun to see it her shoe floated, so she dropped it into the river, of course it sank and I had to spend the rest of the night wearing just one shoe. What sort of shoe was it asked Carlo, a black stiletto court shoe with a four-inch heel said Amanda.
They then got back to the hotel and Carlo says would you like to come up to the penthouse for a nightcap. Ok says Amanda, as they walk across the lobby floor with a loud click of her stiletto heel on the hard floor and an almost silent pad of her bare foot. Wow she says, this marble floor is cold compared to the pavement. Carlo just grins and says we will take the private elevator, it’s over there. They reach the elevator and the doors opened, they stepped inside, the doors closed, a few minutes later they reach the penthouse floor.
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