The Hustler by M.C. Arrogant hustler meets his match - in a beautiful girl. Richard walked into his local bar, his domain, looking for some action. He could usually count on some wanna - be hustler ready to take him on and he just loved to relieve them of their money. It's what he did best. He considered himself to be the best hustler around and few people dared challenge him anymore. As he searched around the bar he became disappointed; there didn't seem to be anybody around. The only person he could see was a very attractive woman shooting pool by herself. She didn't appear to be that good, missing several easy shots so Richard decided to give her a few lessons - to pass the time until some real 'action' came along. "Hello, my name is Richard ", he said. " Would you like to play a game of 8 - ball ? " The woman smiled "sure, why not; my name is Sheila ". She had a beautiful face and appeared to be rather well built. At five feet - six inches tall she carried her 150 pounds very well. " How about if we play for a dollar ", she smiled. Richard had to laugh at this. As a hustler he was used to playing for as much as $1000; to play for one dollar seemed like a joke. But Sheila was so beautiful - and he didn't have anything better to do - why not humor her ? " Very well, one dollar it is; I hope I can afford it ", he said. Sheila gave him a strange smile, but said nothing. They racked the balls and began to play. It was a closer game than Richard had expected. Sheila seemed to be playing better than she was before. Then, surprisingly, she made the last three balls and won the game. " You owe me one dollar ", she smiled. "Want to play again - double or nothing ". Richard had no doubt that he would win the next game so he agreed. As with the first game it was close, but like the first Shiela won. "Two dollars ",she said and giggled. "Do you want to quit now - am I too good for you, tee hee hee ". Richard was beginning to get a little annoyed with her. Not only did she beat him in two straight games of 8 - ball, but she was teasing him. Him, the master hustler. He kept his cool though. " Sure, lets play some more - double or nothing ". A small crowd began to gather as Sheila won the third and fourth games......then the fifth. "That's sixteen dollars you owe me honey, care to try again, or would you like to try something else - tee hee ? " Her taunting giggle was beginning to unnerve him. He ruled the roost here. People were watching. They'd just seen this pretty girl beat him five times in a row at 8 - ball. " There's a bowling alley across the street ", Richard snapped, " would you like to try your luck there ? " "Gee, bowling... I haven't bowled in years. But I'll give it a try ", Sheila responded. " It sounds like fun ". They entered the bowling alley and got a lane. The crowd from the bar followed, anxious to see what would happen. Most of them didn't like Richard. He was an arrogent, conceited bully. Yes, he was a terrific athlete but he was always bragging about himself and how great he was. Watching him get his ass whipped by a beautiful girl at the pool table delighted them.But few thought she would stand much of a chance against him at bowling; he had, after all, the highest average in the bowling league. Sheila smiled at Richard and said," double or nothing ? " "Double or nothing ", Richard agreed; confident that in bowling he couldn't lose. The first seven frames were close with Richard slightly ahead.But them Sheila got hot and threw four straight strikes to win by ten pins. " Well, it looks as if my luck is holding out - tee hee hee. That's thirty - two dollars you owe me. Care to try again ? " As the crowd looked on - now joined by many more from the bowling alley - Richard felt, for the first time, that he was being hustled. He, Richard - the great hustler - was being out hustled by a girl. In front of everybody.....no way. " Double or nothing ", he growled. " No need to get upset there, Richie ", Sheila laughed. " After all, it's just a game ". The second game followed the same pattern as the first with Richard slightly ahead until the late frames and then Sheila throwing several strikes, winning by fifteen pins.The crowd began to cheer. Sheila smiled and waved to them. "Double or nothing ? " The third game was no contest, Sheila kicked Richard's ass by thirty pins; it was never even close. " Well Richie, that's 128 dollars. Care to try a little tennis ? By now Richard was furious. Sheila was embarrassing him in front of everybody.......and they loved it. He had to restore his pride. He had to show everybody, especially Sheila, that he was still the king of the hill. " Tennis it is ", he barked. Just down the street from the bowling alley were tennis courts. As Sheila and Richard walked towards them she giggled, well Richie, it looks like it isn't your day - tee hee hee ". Her incessant giggling (not to mention beating him in front of his peers), was finally getting to him. A large crowd now followed them, clearly on the side of the beautiful girl. As they faced off on the tennis courts Sheila comely said, " double or nothing ". The first set went with serve until 4 - 4. Although Richard hit the ball harder, Sheila had much more accuracy. She ran Richard back and forth. Even though he was a superbly conditioned athlete, she slowly wore him down. She held her serve and then broke his to win 6 - 4. Again the crowd cheered. " That's $ 256. Again Richie ? " He nodded and began the second set.This time Sheila won 6 - 3. " Tell you what honey, I'll let you start off this set with a 2 - 0 lead; it'll make it more interesting for me, tee hee hee ". Richard knew she was baiting him, but he was so angry, so hungry for revenge that he accepted her offer. Sheila massacred him in the third set. He won only one game to lose 6 - 3. Once again the crowd erupted into cheers. Sheila blew kisses to them then smiled at Richard as said sweetly," well honey, that's $ 1024 you owe me. Care to pay up now ? " Richard was in shock. Only two hours before he began a simple game of 8 - ball against a pretty girl...for one dollar !!!! Now he owed her over one thousand dollars and she humiliated him in front of everybody. I haven't got that much money on me. I'll have to go home and get it ", he said meekly. " Very well then ", Sheila replied, "I'll go with you ". She followed him in her car as he drove to his home. "Nice place you've got here ", she said. As she looked around she couldn't help but notice the large trophy case in the living room. There were trophies from many different sports. Golf, tennis, bowling, pool; but the largest trophy of all was one for wrestleing. " College champ eh ? ", Sheila said as she admired it. Richard came over to her and said," yes - you wouldn't want to try a little wrestleing would you.....double or nothing ? " Sheila giggled when she heard this. " Do you really think that's a good idea, Richard ? I mean after all, I've already beaten you in pool, bowling and tennis........ how would you feel if I beat you in wrestleing too - tee hee hee ". Richard was beside himself with rage now. Sheila continued, " but I supposed I should give you one more chance to win back your money.... I accept. Richard couldn't believe his luck. Was she serious ? Did she really think she had a chance against him ? O.K. she's a great athlete but he's six inches taller than she is and outweighs her by over eighty pounds. " Very well then ", Richard said; we'll wrestle until you want to quit ". Sheila gave Richard that strange smile again and prepared to wrestle. The two of them faced off. Richard moved first and tried to grab her but Sheila proved too quick for him. She danced out of the way and laughed," you'll have to be faster than that to catch me loverboy ". Again Richard lounged at her. This time Sheila grabbed his hand and executed a perfect judo throw, sending him flat on his back. " Poor Richie, is little Sheila too tough for the great hustler ? ". Richard got up and charged at her. Sheila met him in the middle of the room and they both went down. As they wrestled on the floor Richard wrapped his muscular legs around her mid - section and began to squeeze hard. As he did he was surprised to see Sheila smiling at him. " Come on big boy, surely you can squeeze harder than that ". He tried harder - with all of his strength - but Sheila comely yawned and said," I should have brought a book along to read - tee hee hee ". She then leaned over and easily pried his legs apart. A few minutes later she manoeuvred him in between her legs and said, " now let me show you how it's done, honey ".Sheila began to squeeze him. Richard tried to open her legs but couldn't budge them. " You may as well forget it tough guy; once I get a man between my legs he only gets out when I let him. Richard began to panic. He beat wildly at her with his fists but she hardly seemed to notice. " Now Richard, didn't your mother ever tell you it's not nice to hit a girl. I guess I'm going to have to teach you a lesson ". She squeezed him even harder. " Please stop this ", he cried." I give up you're hurting me ". Sheila smiled," oh but Richard, I haven't had enough yet ". For the next half hour Sheila battered Richard around his house. When he tried to run away she caught him and continued toss him all over the place. She laughed and giggled the whole time. Finally, she lifted the now helpless man on her shoulders and whorled him around and around. " Please put me down ", he said as he began to cry ". "Very well, how 's this ? " Sheila said as she threw him into his trophy case. " CRASH ", he fell on it, knocking them over...breaking most of them. " Aw, poor baby. Looks like you broke your trophies. Oh well, such is life ". Sheila sat down on Richard 's chest. He was a far cry from the confident, arrogent man who entered the bar only a few hours ago. Now, he was a battered, broken shell of what he was; broken by a beautiful woman. " Well Richard, I guess I've had enough. I believe you owe me some money." Richard weakly pointed to his dresser. Sheila walked over to it, opened the top drawer and took out a large billfold. She counted out twenty $ 100 bills and put the rest back. Returning to Richard she sat down on top of him again and comely began to brush her hair. " I'm going to let you go for just $2000 , and I want to thank you for a lovely evening. I had a wonderful time ". When she finished brushing her hair, Sheila leaned over and gave Richard a kiss on the cheek. She then gathered her things together waved good - bye and left; leaving Richard lying on the floor, stunned and in shock.