Chapter Twenty-Five
She was only eighteen or nineteen, but without her dress, Mrs. Ng looked much younger. She had yet to achieve the lushness that maturity brings. Her body was long and slim and looked as supple as a willow stalk.
Ava shot out another five cards and once again Martin prevailed. Mr. Ng was too shaken to make meaningful strategy and Mrs. Ng, now facing the inevitable, reached back to unclasp her bra. Kathrine heard the men shuffle around to get a better look at the tiny cone-shaped breasts topped with puffy aureole and pretty n*****s.
When Mr. Ng could only manage a pair of jacks in the forth and deciding game, Mrs. Ng conceded. Standing in the middle of the room with her eyes on the carpet, she slid her panties down. Defeated, she turned so the men could see the puff of
