4th of July poker night ends badly for most present. They drift out of Los Angeles hotel, pack themselves into a taxi. "You think they are mad at us?" you ask, revealing more glee than intended. "They were consenting adults." Tanya replies with a shrug. " They consented to play with us even though they were way out of their league." Poker chips, piles of cash, and empty bottles decorate abandoned card table. Both of you survey the carnage and laugh like kings. Beating your friends out of all their money proves to have a startling aphrodisiac effect. Soon Tanya is donning patriotic... Show more