Seraph had started fidiling with the necklace, the metal looping and spinning around in his hand. He saw his compel spell take root, saw her think that he couldn't keep such luck up, that he had to lose and she had to win at some point. All it would take to reverse everything would be one single victory. Seraph's constant putting everything he won back in the pot meant that if he lost once he lost everything.

At her question of how much he payed for washing and ironing he smirked. None actually. The school provides that service free of charge as part of my contract. Idly Seraph cast another subtle spell, this one designed to slowly shift around in her mind, make her constantly remember what she had done to get the new apple product. To make that option keep popping up in her head, as well as the thought Seraph's luck couldn't continue, she had to win soon.

The teacher began to fiddle with the necklace.

"None actually. The school provides that service free of charge as part of my contract." The teacher replied. He seemed to find the question funny, for a slight grin was noticed.

Delia began to consider other options. But every time she considered something, it led back to what she had done previously. No. thought Delia. That was a despicable act, and not only that, but it turned out fruitless! I never was able to completely reverse engineer the product, I was sent here to quickly!.

Delia tried to think of other alternatives, but all roads led back to that idea.

Besides, no one can have that sort of luck three times in a row, and I am extremely skilled at the game, so even if the next hand is slightly tipped in his favour, I'll still come out on top. Delia thought. Delia continued to ponder the idea until finally, Delia spoke.

"Sir?"

"Yes?" replied the teacher.

Delia hoped that she wouldn't get into more trouble for this.

"If you win the next game, I will remove a piece of clothing of your choice." muttered Delia.

It wasn't so bad. It was nothing compared to what she had once done. Hopefully she would win the next game, but she will break even. Delia was like Even Steven. In everything she did, things balanced out.

Deal ... You can shuffle and deal the cards again.

Seraph smiled at her offer, now they were getting somewhere. He watched as Delia shuffled the cards, considering just what sort of hand to give her. When he decided none of his pleasure from making such a decsision showed on his face. For the first time Delia would get a good hand ... no spades, but it contained four pairs of clubs/hearts, a 10, Jack, Queen, King of diamonds and the two of hearts. Seraph however held an almost identical hand ... only he had diamonds/spades as the suits for his pairs, and his single cards were all spades.

He opened with a pair of threes, and every time Delia played one of her pairs he would simply beat it. After all ... the hands were identical other than the suits. And Seraph's suit was higher. It would be impossible for Delia to win power ... and without it she would never be able to play her two threes, the lowest cards in the game.

Delia was half surprised when the teacher agreed, because she thought she'd be in more trouble. But he seemed happy with the arrangement. Delia reshuffled the deck and dealt the cards.

Delia was in ecstasy when she picked up the cards. It was a marvellous hand indeed. It could have been better of course, Delia had played the game for a very long time and had seen better hands, but considering her past two, it was rather good.

Delia's spirits rose as the game began. The teacher started with a pair of threes, one diamond and one spade. Continuing the game, Delia continued to beat the teacher's pairs until she had ran out and the teacher had one pair left which he played.

Delia looked at her hand. She had a pair of threes, a queen and king of diamonds and the two of hearts remaining. The teacher had three cards.

Delia passed her turn in which the teacher played the queen of spades. He had two cards left.

Delia looked at her five remaining cards. She would have to pass the turn in the hope that the teacher had nothing better than the king of diamonds. She would be able to pass the turn and wait for the teacher to play his card, when she could play her king of diamonds, the two of hearts, the pair of threes and the queen of diamonds. It wasn't much, but considering her past two hands, the teacher might only have a weak hand this time around.

Delia passed her turn, and her poker face broke and a look of total shock appeared on her face as she saw the two of spades on the table. Delia obviously could have nothing stronger, for the two of spades was the strongest. Delia had to pass. The teacher played his last card.

Delia was silent for a full minute. Then she murmured

"Which piece do you pick?"

Seraph hid his enjoyment at watching the flare of emotions inside Delia as she first realised her hand was the best yet, and then the shock when she saw she had lost. He watched her, a small smirk on his face, as she simply looked shocked at the cards. She had lost, and she knew it.

Seraph waited, and watched, until Delia finally recovered from her shock. Or at least enough to ask what peice of clothing she was going to lose. Seraph's answer was immediate, although his voice had a disinterested tone. As if he didn't really care what it was, only that something was risked and wagered. Blouse will do. Up for another game with similar stakes, well with your blouse added to my contribution to the pot?

"Blouse will do. Up for another game with similar stakes, well with your blouse added to my contribution to the pot?"

The teacher spoke as if the article were just another item in the pool. Nothing special. It didn't make Delia feel any better.

Delia undid her blouse slowly, revealing a good portion of her prominent breasts which were underneath a plain white brassiere. Delia folded folded her blouse neatly and placed it on the table near the francisca handle and necklace.

After gathering the cards and squaring them, Delia reshuffled again and began to distribute the cards for another round.

Seraph watched as the blouse was slowly unbuttoned, revealing Delia's brassiere covered breasts to the fallen angel's view. The blouse was neatly folded and placed with Seraph's earlier winnings and Delia instantly started to gather, square and shuffle the cards before dealing them. While she was dealing Seraph actually had to think about just what sort of hands to give them both. Obviously he could not let her win, which meant he had to make sure his hand had an excelent chance of winning.

He decided on feeding that hope that Delia felt that he couldn't keep winning, and he actually gave her a very good hand. A Royal flush of spades, and a straight flush from five to nine in hearts. The last three cards was the two of spades, and a pair of threes, spades and hearts.

In most circumstances such a hand would be unbeatable ... the two of spades would give her power the moment it became a single, and the two straight flushes were almost unbeatable. But Seraph's hand was all low pairs except for a single queen, containing no flushes or straights. He started with a pair of threes, having the three of diamonds in his hand again. Delia responded with her own pair of threes, but from there she was unable to do anything as Seraph played his entire hand, two cards at a time. By the time Delia could play a card by Seraph being forced to play a single it was his last card, and she had lost despite having an amazing hand.

Skirt can go next. Up for another, same stakes? Seraph smiled as he stated what she had lost that game, his gaze daring her to continue.