Max goes for it!

Max couldn't believe how horny she was. She'd never been with a woman before, but as Original Cindy had told her once, it was easier than with men; after all, you knew what you liked, odds were the other person liked it just as much. And being with Maria...well, it was just a step up from fingering herself, really.

So, making up her mind, Max pushed gently on Maria's shoulders. At first Maria looked down at her with surprise, and a little hurt. Max smiled, and caressed her face tenderly. Without breaking her gaze, Max lifted her hip slowly, shimmying out of her pants and underwear, and taking out her bra before laying back down on the pillows. The men started whistling and calling out, but Max ignored them. The only thing she saw was Maria, straddling her almost naked.

"So, you gonna do somethin' about this?" she asked, running her hands up her own sides and cupping her breasts.

Maria grinned hungrily, before leaning down with an arm on each side of Max's head and claiming her mouth hungrily, her ass still on the air, aiming at her audience.

After a few minutes of hungry kissing Maria started to work her way down to Max's breasts, nipping first one and then another engorged nipple. Max was in heaven, she didn't remember ever having felt this way during sex. The only person ever to make her feel something even remotely similar had been Logan, kissing Logan, dancing with Logan on that fateful night of freedom from the virus that was cut short before they could go any further...she remembered her own words, that she wanted to make it perfect...she shoulda' just fucked his brains out, all night long, and then worry about flowers and poems and shit. Now it was the biggest in her ever mounting list of regrets...but this felt good. She closed her eyes, and let herself think that it was her mouth on her nipple, his fingers in her pussy...

When Maria touched a particularly sensitive spot inside her Max arched her back, pushing into her hand. She felt Maria smile on her tit, and buried her hands on her clone's short, curly hair and started to push her head slowly down. Maria complied with her desires, and started to kiss her way down, until she reached her throbbing pussy. At first she only nuzzled her, dropping small kisses on her labia, but before long she licked her way up to Max's clit, before starting to suckle gently on it. This made Max gasp and start moaning, to the obvious and loud approval of the audience. Getting tired of foreplay Max pressed Maria's head hard on her crotch, and her clone started licking and sucking with increasing speed, adding a couple of fingers. It didn't take long for Max to come, violently, gushing cum in Maria's mouth and face. After the throes died down a little she pulled her twin's head up, and claimed her mouth hungrily, tasting herself in Maria's tongue. They kept kissing a few more minutes, before the rubbing of their breasts got them arouse again.

This time, though, Max didn't let go, just took one of Maria's hands and placed it on her pussy before plunging her own fingers into Maria's cunt.

They kept going like that until they came again, shuddering and moaning into each other's mouths.

The sudden cheering and clapping from the men around them brought Max back to reality. Even though she had finger fucked her twin in front of a room full of horny creeps the only thing in her mind was the silky feel of Maria's skin, her own come still strong in her mouth.

Maria stood, picked up their clothes and helped her up with a smile, while leading her out from the back of the stage. Once there, she helped Max get dressed up, and took her to her small dresser room.

There they found a fresh bouquet of coral roses, with a small card. Maria was delighted to find them.

"It seems someone likes you." teased Max.

"Oh, they're from him." Maria had a small smile on her face as she read the card, and paused to smell the flowers.

"Must be loaded, to get you a fresh bouquet every time. Believe me, I've delivered more than my share of these, especially on Valentine's Day, and they cost a pretty penny."

"Yeah, this guy is loaded. And it's very nice, too. He always requests a private dance, you know. That usually means he wants to fuck me, and I never agree, but...the first time he offered a lot of money, and my boss said that I had to, or I had to go, it was too much money to turn away, he didn't want to risk the guy going to another club. So I agreed."

"What? That's wrong, you shoulda' told him to go fuck himself!"

"It's OK, Max. It's not like I've never had to do something like that on a mission. I was going to just do it, get the money and leave afterwards. But this guy was actually very nice, and he was kinda cure. Very hot, actually. And he only wanted a private lap dance, he didn't even try to grope me or anything. He tips really well, he's nice, clean, educated and he never tries to make me do things I don't like. Once I tried to give him a blow job, you know. I thought he deserved it, he paid more that he had to for the dances, and he was just so nice... but he wouldn't let me, he told me he just wanted to watch me in private, to feel me against him. And he always kisses me goodbye on the forehead and tells me to be careful. Also, I was thinking of dying my hair red, and he asked me no to, said that he liked me as a brunette, with curly hair. Said I reminded him of the woman he loved. It's kind of sweet."

Max wasn't paying attention by now. Her mind was working on overdrive, all the clues pointed to a man. And when she took the small card and checked the handwriting her breathing became ragged. She sniffed the card for good measure, but there was no doubt in her mind.

Logan had been visiting her clone.

Had jerked off to her. Had brought her flowers. Had kissed her goodnight. Had let Maria rub herself naked all over him. Max's eyes were clouded with rage. She felt betrayed. By the woman whom she had thought as a sister scant minutes ago, by the man who swore to love her no matter what.

And then her conscience got involved.

Maria knew nothing of her story with Logan. She had done nothing wrong.

And Logan...he only had wanted to have an intimate moment with Max, with a woman that looked enough like her. And he had never asked for more than a lap dance, had even refused Maria's offer of more. No matter how twisted it was, Logan was still faithful to her, in his way. And Max had just fucked her clone in front of a bunch of men...

FUCK.

The man in the back, the only one that didn't whistle, yell or whip his cock out and jerked off during her act.

Max had only seen him for a split second, and hadn't really looked. But going over the memory again, checking every detail again it didn't leave her any doubts.

Logan had been there, watching her. Watching them.

Maria had seen Max's reaction to the card as she finished dressing, and approached her, concerned.

"Max" What's wrong?"

"I...I know him..."

"Who? You mean this guy, the one with the flowers?"

"Yeah..."

"Who is it?"

"Well... he's... he's kinda the love of my life..." Max said miserably.

Maria's eyes opened in surprise, but she got herself together quickly and went to comfort her twin.

"Oh shit, Max! I didn't know, I swear...I guess it makes sense, him not wanting me to alter my looks. So the hair thing..."

"Yep. I used to wear my head like yours when we met, almost two years ago."

"So what happened, why did you break up? He seemed so nice..."

Max took a deep breath and told her whole story, from the attack on Manticore, her capture, her escape, to the virus and all the problems in her life with Logan. When she was done Maria's eyes were full of sympathy and sorrow.

"Oh god, Max. I'm so sorry. I wish there was something I can do for you, for the both of you..."

Max also wished. She wished for so many things. Then an idea came to her. It was a crazy, stupid idea, but at the moment she was ready to try anything...

"Well...There's one thing that you could do for me, for both of us..." Looking at Maria's expecting gaze, Max took a deep breath and asked.