You sat comfortable in Arthur’s lap, caressing his shoulder while facing the other men at the round table. He glanced up to you, then back to the cards in his hand.

The mission was simple: Arthur, in his charming glory, is to play as a man who just struck rich with oil. With Strauss’ signals, he’ll cheat and win every game of poker.

You, on the other hand, play the role of his pretty lap dog — just to make the act seem more real. Despite it all, Arthur is a lot more aroused than he lets on.