When you are born with the names Bambi and Summer, you are doomed to a certain lifestyle. When you grow to be twin girls who bleach their hair and have huge fake tits, you agree to the fate you were born into.
Bambi and Summer were favorites at the LANDING STRIP, the best upscale gentleman's club in town. It catered to rich businessmen and these men, with their money, catered to Bambi and Summer. The police knew about the "alleged" prostitution, but little was done. Avoiding investigation was Bambi's and Summer's forte, as well.
Their looks would make them a hit at any club. Their willingness to do whatever it took to please a customer would make them even bigger. But the fact that they were twins who looked the way they did and played the way they did made them legendary. They were months away from escaping the land of titty bars. Their spread in PLAYBOY would be out soon enough, just a matter of time.
They loved what they did though. When they stripped, they loved the interaction with the customer. They loved the power. They loved when other women came, trying to show their husbands they were sexy.
That's what they thought they saw tonight. A young woman with short, jet-black hair is sitting alone at the edge of the runway. They were surprised however, when the woman approached them.
"How much for a private show?"
Bambi spoke first, "umm...500 for both of us."
"I will give you an thousand dollars now and a thousand later, if we go upstairs right now." Jade offered.
Summer said nary a word, but grabbed Jade's and Bambi's hand, leading them upstairs to a private room...
"Dinner was wonderful, Shan," Ieasha said.
She joined Jim and Shan for dinner. Jim wanted to introduce them, partly because Jim and Shan were completely open about their other encounters and partly, because he needed to get his mind off the case for a while.
"So, how long have you and Jim been partners?" Shan asked, as she opened another bottle of wine, their third.
"Four days, " she chuckles.
"Wow Jim, you moved quickly, Shan say with a false look of accusation.
"No more quickly than you and I." Jim replied, not taking the bait.
"I am surprised at this. How open you two are."
"We figured out a long time ago that you cannot be happy if you ignore part of yourself. So we embrace it. We are careful, and it makes he and I much closer," Shan explained.
"Speaking of closer, Esha care to join us in the living room."
Ieasha looks at the glass of wine, swirling it back and forth. She makes eye contact with Shan. "I thought you would never ask...