Myst laughed at her failed hand, tossing the cards onto the pile. "Well, can't win 'em all, I suppose." She giggled, then stood up and untucked the blouse from under the corset, pulling it off and folding it. She added this to the pile, then took another shot from the tray, enjoying the silky feeling of the liquor running down her throat. Her breasts stood fully at the top of the corset's edge, the nipples still covered, and she sat back down, crossing her legs and watching the unveiling of more luscious skin. She winked at the rampant one. "I so agree, my dear. And as soon as more comes off, I'll make sure you match your bra." She licked her lips, enjoying the sights before her.