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The ladies arrived at the party only to find Hayden and the boys sitting around the table playing cards and only partially clothed.

The ladies exclaimed, "Hayden, what�s going on here?"

Hayden looked guiltily around and sheepishly said, "Weelllll, we were just playing a little strip poker while we waited for you guys to get here. Remember, I'm on the East Coast and you guys did say 7, right?"

"Pacific Time, Hayden, and I've played poker with the boys and they play well. How come you still have most of your clothes and they are half nekkid?" lahoffy exclaimed.

"Weelll, we were trying out a new game. Whoever has the poorest hand gets to pick which item of clothing she wants to remove from the winner. I seem to be on a losing streak. But Duncan is doing very well tonight!" She grinned at the Scot in his boxers.

"Hayden, Hayden, Hayden!" MacNair exclaimed while shaking her head. "You little Mayhem Maker!"

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k'lynn hovered behind Hayden whispering in her ear. Hayden nodded and threw down three cards. "Three, please," she said politely, smiling sweetly all the while. Connor tossed three cards her way, and turned to Methos.

"I'll stick with these," the ancient one said, sprawling a little further in his chair.

Sharz had seen the cards Hayden discarded and whispered to MacNair, "She just threw away three of a kind, and stuck with a pair of twos? What's with that?"

Duncan, in his boxers, studied his cards and then the faces of the people at the table. "I'll take one."

MacNair whispered back, "It's unlikely she would win with a pair of twos, but they're starting to get suspicious. I suspect k'lynn checked out everyone's hand while invisible."

Richie, unwilling to play after losing his shirt, brought another pitcher of beer to the table, looking muscular and very fine. Connor tossed three cards down and casually said, "And the dealer takes three."

k'lynn's howl was enough to raise the dead.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo!!!" she wailed in despair. "but u had all prity faces wid dimons!!!"

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"k'lynn," remonstrated Connor, gently. "You're not supposed to be giving yourself or anyone else away like that. I swear, no more starry-stars for you if you can't be quiet about what you see."

"No starry-stars?" she moaned.

"Yes, you still get starry-stars. It's your first mistake, sweet-bee. But remember to be quiet. Pretend it's our sneak game," the elder Highlander calmly said. Gently. She has a heart of gold, he reminded himself.

Duncan eyed his mentor across the table. Sneak game? What sneak game? I think those two have their own language sometimes! "Hey! Are you playing to lose, Connor?" he protested aloud.

Methos chuckled and gulped his beer to hide it. Richie looked innocently at his cards. Hayden grinned cheekily.

"Me?" Connor returned, nonplussed. He didn't even look up from his cards. "Why would I play to lose?"

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Connor slapped the mixed match hand onto the table. Hayden blushed deeply as she realized she had neglected her hand while whispering to k'lynn. A full house. Oh NO!!!

Connor leered over the table. "Off with it, my sweet. You started this game and it's about time you PLAYED."

Off came Hayden's crimson shirt, which now matched her cheeks.

MacNair whispered to her. "Oh I think they are on to you, Hayden! You are in for it now!"

Hayden reached over and pulled lynnann and MacNair into the vacant seats next to her. "I need help! Deal them in, boys"

lynnann shook her head, "Silly girl, there is almost 6000 years of male intellect sitting at this table!"

�Yes, but they are half nekkid!� Hayden grinned as the boys dealed everyone in!

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�So, are you in?� sweetly inquired Methos, comfortably slumped in his corner of the table. He was nearly fully clothed. The ROG had managed to be neither the winner nor the loser in this little game of chance.

�I, umm, am *in*, I believe,� MacNair said, slowly. In over my head, she thought privately.

Duncan scowled over his cards, fingers curling around the edges as if to ward off some unseen spectre. �I think I want two,� he said to the dealer, who happened to be Richie this round.

�Think?� Connor chided. He fidgeted in his seat slightly, aware of the coolness of the window behind him. He had managed to have the highest hand in the last play and lynnann had shucked him out of his shirt without a moment�s hesitation. He was fairly sure that k�lynn was devouring him visually from whatever corner she had taken up residence to watch the game unfold.

And unfold.

And unfold.

Duncan won a hand and lahoffy took his socks.

Methos won the next round and lost his jeans. Sheeza wasn�t proof to any temptation and she leaned beneath the table to inspect his anatomy. The ROG squirmed, but said nothing.

Richie pouted that he didn�t win more often. Connor suspected that the RYG was angling at being stark naked at the table. Next he�ll demand to dance on it, he mentally mused. Somehow, the image was less than pleasing to him. But any of the girls up there, dancing on the table, now THAT would be a fine, fine � damn! He hadn�t been paying attention! Duncan raised, then called � and Connor hadn�t tossed away that pair of tens!

�HA!� chortled the younger Highlander. He sat back in his chair as Sheeza merrily demanded the older man to strip out of his jeans. And everyone knew Connor didn�t wear anything beneath those jeans�.

Except tonight � he was wearing a pair of men�s black thongs and MacNair squeaked when she saw them. Lahoffy kept shaking her head, as if to clear her vision, and lynnann just put her head on the table. Connor was seemingly nonplused by the reaction and folded his jeans neatly beside his chair and sat back down. Methos was hiding his grin behind his cards. Richie sat with an amazed reaction on his face, looking every bit like a curious youngster wanting to know where Connor had purchased them.

�Shuffle the deck,� Connor informed lahoffy. She shuffled all right � spilling them across the table.

�Here, let me,� announced Methos and the ROG gathered up the checkered-backed cards and put them through the kind of shuffle that made everyone sit up straight and stare hard at him, as if he was pulling some sort of trick. I�m old, he smugly thought. Didn�t it cross their minds that I not only know this game, but I know it from inside out? Simpletons!

Duncan won the next hand, despite his frantic effort to get rid of practically every card in his hand. He was down to jeans alone. Rich won next and delightedly offed his jeans � and socks. �They were hooked on my pants,� he protested. The men looked skeptical and the women whooped. Connor scowled at MacNair, for she had worn a tank top under her shirt and he still didn�t have her down to skin! She winked at him and �pant-s� Duncan in the next hand.

�Get some more beer, will you, Mac?� innocently asked Methos of the grumbling younger immortal. Duncan left the room, ramrod straight and completely nude, with a chorus of giggling wafting after him. Connor chuckled at his kinsman�s discomfort and shook his head. The last party, he stripped for them. Now he�s blushing like a maid. But the younger man was a sight, all honey skin and flowing hair, striding gracefully through to the kitchen.

Duncan returned with beer � and peanuts � and chips � and pretzels. He looked across the table at Connor. �It�s about time you lost that thong, old man,� he said matter-of-factly.

�Oh dear,� said someone aloud. �Make it quick before I faint from suspense!�

�This isn�t too thrilling to have nothing but MEN nude at this table,� muttered Methos. �Need more variety.�

Connor was laughing in his pretzels and lost the next hand. Lahoffy ended up confiscating the thong. �I think I�ll keep it!� she announced, twirling it off of one finger.

�That belongs to me.�

�You can come and earn it back, then.�

�Oh really?�

�Can you two have your private confab some other time? We�ve a game to play,� protested Methos.

Everyone at the table swung to look at him at the same time � his stomach sank. Had to PUSH it, didn�t you? he lamented. Now, the men AND women are going to shuck your clothes!

~ Finis ~
Jan 12, 2002

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