Epiphany is a wild revalation

When we got home, Jess and I entered the hallway of our apartment building and saw the girl standing outside our door.

"Is that her?!" asked Jess in shock.

I felt the same. I'd asked the girl (politely, of course), to dress sexy for our date when I'd talked to her over the phone, but I hadn't expected this. She had on a pink tube dress that looked like it would ride up over her ass cheeks if she breathed too deep. Her five inch heels thrust out those terrific cheeks, and of course the heels were pink, too. Up top her dress was so low cut that more of her massive breasts were on display than Jess had in total, which is insane since Jess is pretty well endowed. She also had a gorgeous face with high cheekbones, and terrific blonde hair. You might expect that all this was fake, but from what I could see, everything from the huge boobs to the blonde hair looked real.

She smiled wide as we approached. "Are you Rick?"

"Uh, yeah," I said, too stunned to say anything more.

"Great! I'm Epiphany. We didn't discuss price on the phone, but it's $500 for the night."

"You're a prostitute?!" yelled Jess a little too loudly for the hallway.

"Well, this is my first time," said Epiphany. "Randy, my manager down at the strip club, has been pushing me to get into it. I wasn't sure, but then when your boyfriend called and asked for a date", she made finger quotes when she said the word 'date', "I figured I might as well. I mean, he asked so nicely."

"Oh, no, no no!" I said. "I didn't mean a 'date', just a regular, you know, date-date. Please don't mind that and go on the date with us anyway."

She shrugged, but kept smiling. "Okay! Should we go inside?"

"Absolutely!" said Jess. She opened the door and walked in first. "Ron! Your dream girl is here!"

Ron sat up from the couch and put his phone away anxiously. "Stephanie! Why are you here?!"

I walked up to my friend and hit him on the shoulder. "Hey dude, did you know that your old school friend is a stripper?"

He looked down and refused to answer.

Epiphany wasn't nearly as shy. "Oh, yeah, he knew! We met in a sociology class when he was a senior and I was a freshman, but he comes to the club every week!"

"Oh really?" said Jess. "And when exactly did he ask you out?"

"Um, I guess the most recent time was last week."

"You fucking asshole!" yelled Jess. "You cheating piece of shit!"

"Honey, I'm sorry!" pleaded Ron. "I love you, but, I mean, look at her!"

Jess was too mad to look at the other girl, but I gave her another look. She really was insanely hot. I had all kinds of plans about what to do with her.