Chapter 4: At the Silver Lode

“OK, I need to get organized for you. Can I bring you some food from downstairs?”

“Right now I feel fine. Let’s go hit the buffet together and then go run your errands.”

So that’s what they did. Returning to the room, Ada stripped off to her panties, climbed into the bed, and started to nap.

Roger had a packet in his pocket with five “silver” dollar coins bearing the hotel’s logo. He had received them from the front desk when he rented their room.

So he paused in the casino area to dump the coins into the appropriate video slot machine. He played all five at once, which activated three rows and two diagonals for pay lines.

After the spinning images stopped, loud bells sounded and a bright light flashed on the machine’s top.

According to the display, he had aligned three pyramids (of stacked silver coins) for a payout of $1,050. A resort employee brought over the cash, fanned out to show five $100s and eleven $50s. Fitting the bills into Roger’s hand, they posed for a picture.

Next, he was asked for some information. “Mr. La Pine, our policy is that $1,000 plus winners receive a free extra night in our hotel. We want you to extend your stay with us. Now you should know that your winnings are taxable income, less your gambling losses. But your payout is under the IRS reporting threshold, so it’s on you what goes on your tax return in April. Thank you for being our guest.”

Roger’s next stop was an upscale department store. He purchased some extra-fluffy towels, satin boxer shorts, and a pack of six comfortable panties for Ada. He continued to a large drugstore to buy an electric blanket, bottled water, cookies, graham crackers, saltines, menstrual pads, wipes, baby powder, condoms, and lube.

When he returned to their hotel room, Ada was still napping. He took out some bills from his winnings and put $150 in her wallet. He stripped and put on his new boxers, then joined her on the bed for a brief nap.

At 5 p.m. he roused himself and then gently kissed his sister. “It’s time for supper, sweetie. Go freshen up and put on some nice clothes. I’m going to take you out to a three-fork joint.”

When Ada reappeared, she looked confused (to the point that she was still topless). “Why are we blowing money on a fancy restaurant?”

“The hotel gave me five free dollar coins to tempt me into the casino. I dropped them into a machine and won a $1,000 jackpot! So I planned a nice evening for us. There’s some new panties on the bed for you. And I ditched my worn out briefs for something a little nicer.”

He continued, “I can manage a sport coat and necktie. Should we buy you a dress, or do you have something you can wear out, I mean, put on? Although your current outfit is quite spectacular!”

“In your dreams, boy. Something wrong with my panties?”

“I thought you might want something more comfortable, in case we have to use the pads I bought for you.”

“Hmm, well that was thoughtful, thank you. Give me a half-hour to prepare, and then we can venture out. I’m hungry! Oh, also, please put yourself away so we don’t get distracted.”

As she smiled and entered the bathroom, he noticed his fly had gaped open and his dick was hanging out.

“Down, boy! Heel!” He stuffed himself away and started rummaging through his luggage.

Ada reappeared and said, “Turn around so I can dress myself. I know you have seen me, but right now I’d like a little privacy. I want to surprise you, if I can.”

He knew that the Reno climate was as cold as Idaho, so there wouldn’t be anything too revealing.

In a few minutes, Ada was ready to go. She wore a little makeup and a heavy black coat, with woolen leggings and boots. A bright red scarf added some interest and warmth.

“You look great, I like that red scarf. Let’s go scarf down some food!”

“You’re hi-larious, Roger. Did you find a place for us?”

“Of course. Mr. and Mrs. La Pine have a reservation at the Humboldt River Club in 45 minutes. Shall we go?”

Retrieving the car, he drove cautiously to the club.

“It will be well below freezing when we return, we’ll have to be careful.”

At the club, they left the car with the valet and their coats in the cloakroom. Brought to their table, he pulled the chair out for Ada and then sat next to (instead of across from) his date.

“May I say you’re looking quite beautiful tonight, my sweet.”

Ada had packed a navy-blue dress from her high school years. Following Mormon standards, her shoulders were covered and the dress hung down to her knees. However, the LDS garments were long gone, and her unfettered nipples poked the fabric.

Ada was nearly his height, with the same brown hair, and moderately athletic, though still curvy. Her eyes were a soft blue that always caught his attention.

The waiter joined them, introduced himself, recited the daily specials, and took their first orders for sparkling water and salad course. Studying the menu, Ada questioned, “This place is expensive, are you sure?”

Roger reassured her, and recommended the New York Strip. For his part, he powered through his salad and then enjoyed his perfectly seared steak.

“I hope this weather doesn’t get worse. I hate putting chains on, and that car is awful in snow.”

Back in their room, they removed their coats and kicked off their boots. Ada wriggled out of her dress and left it hanging in the room’s closet. There were only her new panties left as Roger goggled at his sister’s near-naked body.

“You know those old cartoons where the guy’s eyes bulge out and his tongue rolls out and hits the table? You’re fantastic!”

“Brother, we need to talk.” Roger flinched at these four words, they always meant nothing good would happen. His dick began to wilt.