Darnell might not like that." I don't need to show the tape baby. I just have to plant ideas in Darnell's head. He was serious when he said he liked t...he way you sucked him off. Want to have to do it some more, maybe a lot more? I can arrange it for you. Now get over here and kiss me and you had damned well better make it look good."I hesitated a moment, but I realized that my hand wasn't all that strong and that I might as well throw my cards in. I did what she said and the kiss was as steamy. Um...Beth," I said, looking down at the nametag perched on her tiny left breast as she placed my drink in front of me. "Shall I start a tab for you, Mr.....?" "Bond. James Bond," I said in my best English accent. She didn't miss a beat. "Zo, Meester Bond, ve meet at last," she said with a straight face, before she broke down and that sexy grin took over. "Wow, you're good, very good," I smiled, "but I think Svetlana or Olga works better then Beth. I'm going to call you Svetlana, I think." "You. All the sensible money had been on the pros, but with the two amateurs shoulder by shoulder with over forty million, Cunningham had some ground to make up with thirty two million, and the Canadian, Gavin Smith, was suddenly the short stack with ‘only’ twenty million. That made him the target, though not an easy one. A double up would turn him from short stack to chip leader. Either way, it seemed to make no difference to the tubby joker. In true Gavin Smith style, the Canadian had constantly. Do you have to ask? Of course better. I love you, but of course, he was better. Like Daryl and Chris before him,” the lightest hesitation coming into her voice as she wondered whether it was too soon to mention Chris. “Better, like Callan.” Ouch, I think this was the first time she’d ever mentioned Callan like this, the novelty of hearing the name of her first love tweaking at my pride and ego in a new and painful way.“I love you, sweetheart. But of course better. In fact,” she said, milking.