A tanning salon

Maisie and Ellen hurried through the snow, pulling up their hoods to protect their faces from the biting cold.

Maisie panned the camera around at the Christmas lights and the twinkling decorations on the tree, but they were preoccupied with getting inside to pay much attention to the festivities.

The twins slipped inside the tanning salon, pushing down their hoods and pulling off their gloves and scarves.

"Two sessions, booked under the name Peters?" Ellen asked the receptionist.

"I thought I recognised you, Maisie," the receptionist winked. "It's not often we see you with clothes on!"

Blushing, Maisie followed her sister and the receptionist into a private room, the temperature of which quickly had her perspiring under all of her layers.

"If you want to take your clothes off, Maisie, we can get started."

Pointedly ignoring the camera that was tracking her every movement, the singer did as she was told.

She shrugged out of her coat and pulled her jumper over her head. Sitting down, Maisie untied and yanked off her boots, which were quickly followed by her socks. Avoiding eye contact, the blonde girl slipped her arms and head out of her t-shirt and shuffled her way out of her jeans.

"All of it, please, Maisie," the receptionist confirmed. "We don't want any of those nasty tan lines."

Biting back a retort, Maisie unhooked her bra and let it slide down her arms, before hooking her fingers into the waistband of her panties and pushing them down her legs.

"Excellent," the receptionist smiled. "Now, if you can just apply this oil all over your body, that'll protect your skin and give it a nice bronze colour."

The naked girl snatched the bottles from her, and, doing her best to ignore the other two women, began rubbing the oil over every inch of her body. She tried not to think about the fact that she was massaging her own breasts on YouTube, or that she was rubbing her bare buttocks.

"Looking good, Maisie!" Elle laughed, slowly walking around her sister as she cowered and shivered behind her arms. "Climb in!"

After an encouraging pat on the buttocks from Ellen, Maisie padded over to the tanning bed and climbed inside, feeling incredibly awkward to be naked and oiled up around two fully-dressed people.

"OK, so just lie still Maisie, and let the machine do its thing!"

The singer waved meekly as the bed was closed, and the receptionist programmed in the cycle.

"She's starting a bit late, but if she comes back a few times a week, she should be nicely tanned by the time of the big show."

"Excellent!" Ellen rubbed her hands together gleefully, and winked at the camera. "While we're waiting for Maisie to finish, I've got my own tanning to do!"

She balanced the camera on top of Maisie's clothes, ensuring that it would capture her naked body when she climbed out, and left for her own private room.

xxx

A few seconds later, the bed hummed as it was opened prematurely.

A oily and naked Maisie Peters climbed out, and hurried over to the camera.

Blushing upon realising that she'd once again flashed herself, she hastily threw on her clothes. Picking up the camera, she opened the door, and padded silently down the corridor in her socks.

"Which one is it..."

Locating the correct door, Maisie slipped inside.

It took her less then a minute to retrieve all of Ellen's garments, and to double check that there wasn't a single towel or robe left behind. Stifling a giggle, Maisie casually returned to the lobby.

"And now we wait! Ells will have to come out of there wearing her birthday suit, or starve to ****!"

Maisie settled back in her seat, prize folded in her arms, and waited for her twin...