Ben and Gwen were in the back of the Rustbucket. They had just been talking about the time they had accidently turned Grandpa’s underwear pink. Ben had accidently dropped a bright red shirt in there and bam pink undies. God they had all had a good laugh that summer. It was 5 years after their first road trip together. T. Grandpa had just left to go get some food from the market, and had told them he would probably be gone for an hour. So they sat on the floor and decided to play strip poker. The first hand Gwen won, so Ben had to take his shirt off. Gwen stared at his chest, and Ben won the second hand and Gwen took her shirt off. Ben stared at her perky little breasts. Ben won the next hand and Gwen took her pants off. Ben looked at her cotton candy blue panties with a picture of a cat on it. He kept looking at them through the whole hand, not noticing that he threw an ace and a king away. So he had to take his pants off. Gwen’s eyes grew wide at the sight of the bulge in his boxers.

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