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Games Within Games part I

The Ball’s annual convention was going to be the hottest ticket of the year. A giant party with two days and nights of sheer gaming entertainment. I was available. I had the money for it. And I couldn't go. “Why not?” Lisa's eyebrow formed a neat arch, carefully sculpted by some invincible hand for magnificent effect. Lisa was a fantasy breathed into life – bee-stung lips, a strong, powerful face and sultry eyes that seduced you the moment you caught their gaze. She framed this oval with a flowing river of auburn hair, the occasional strand casting a shadow that highlighted the elegant sweep of her nose before slipping down to nestle in the perfect triangle of her neck and collar bone. Even her figure screamed 1940s pin up. Lisa played the sexpot to perfection but had never had any interest in romance. She was a friend and a fellow geek, and that suited me fine. “Isn't it obvious?” I helped myself to another clutch of nachos. We'd just finished up an evening of boardgames in the