Mac cursed the ace she saw in front of her. Well, at least she'd get to show off her battle wounds.
"Well, so it is. A damn twenty-one," she acknowledged to Ley Ley. "I'll undress," she replied. Mac was only wearing her tank top, shorts, and a pair of black underwear. She really hoped she didn't end up being the total loser of the game. She slowly moved her to remove her top, holding back a wince as the light covering moved up and off her body, exposing her bandaged wrapped chest. The rib or ribs that were broken had been her lower chest cavity, so the bandages were right below her breasts. There were faint bruises on the part of her abdomen hat was exposed between the wrapping and her shorts, and of course everyone had already seen the bruising on her back and shoulders. All fading rather nicely, but were still visible just enough.
After ridding herself of her top, Mac leaned back against her pillow, no embarrassment or shame on her face. "So, new deal then?" she inquired.