"Damn it!" Swore Joyce. The fair-haired girl, who was almost six feet tall, had lost in poker. She had put everything on one card. Actually she was very shy, but when she had had a drink she would go out of her mind. But this time she had gone a little too far.
Joyce was faced with the choice of surrendering her almost new, expensive boots on the spot or putting two hundred and seventy euros in cash on the table.
There was only some change in her pocket.Without losing much time, the almost thirty-year-old slipped out of her leather boots and slammed them on the table.
She now stood barefoot and alone in the snow. The cold was just bearable. Now her refusal to wear socks was taking revenge. Joyce just tried to stand on her instep and bend her toes. Her toe ring and pale nails glistened in...