THE GRUESOME TWOSOME
WOW: four. Two valiant warriors locked in combat, trying to outdo each other. Just make sure the heating's turned on ...
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Dean and Ketch glared at each other across the poker table, each one holding their cards close to their chest, their expressionless faces showing only their steely determination to give nothing away to their adversary.
The no-quarter-given battle of wills and wits had already gone into its fourth hour; two alpha males fighting to the bitter end, two titans locked in noble conquest.
Or as noble as they could manage given that Dean was dressed only in his boxers and Ketch was down to his tie and one sock.
Well, playing for money had just got boring …
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