Deal me a good hand!

“Do you gamble?” he said to me with a smile playing on his lips
He produces a coin like a magician out of what seems like thin air
The smile gets wider while the coin is slid under and over the fingers of one hand
 
He takes a step toward me and I find myself stepping back half a step
My personal space he approaches with ease invasion is nothing to this man
Smirking he leans forward and whispers quietly “Do you gamble?”
 
Smile slides from his face to be replaced by a leer
Quick look down my top for good measure, shivers escape involuntarily  
Stepping back once more finding myself back flat against the wall
 
Glance from side to side making sure no one can see
Hands on wall either side of my head, feel beery breath on my face
“Do you, well tell me then do you gamble?”
 
Fingers flexing on both hands reaching down I grab him by the balls
Nails firmly placed, grip nice and tight wrapping round tightly
Inhaling hard, eyes glaze over while his hands slip from the wall
 
“Do I Gamble?” I ask him giving one last squeeze before walking away..