Notified !

"I tried some more dance moves in front of the mirror at home this morning" Debbi told Kaitlynne as they ate their late lunch of a home made chicken pasta salad. " But it didn't look very convincing" she continued. "You over think things" Kaitlynne replied. "I won't pretend you're up to Ana's standard, she trained as a ballet dancer at the academy back in Kiev after all. But your moves are perfectly acceptable and it's not your moves that the punters will be concentrating on anyway" she laughed. "Don't remind me" Debbi groaned. "Oh don't go all coy on me" Kaitlynne teased. "And Declan was ever so grateful for the favour while he sorts out the visa problems for the other girls. You wouldn't believe how rough the agency girls are" she added. "Well, getting paid this time has helped spread the cost of Christmas" Debbi admitted. "And don't forget the tip pot too" Kaitlynne reminded her.

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Sophie and Alannah were in Costa Coffee enjoying a bitching session after a long morning of shopping in town. They were both rising stars within the local I.T. bubble and fiercely protective of their status. Sophie's phone buzzed. "What's that ?" Alannah wondered. Sophie looked. "Just the What's App group" Sophie answered dismissively. "Anything interesting ?" asked Alannah. She had omitted to switch notifications on for the group when she joined and had never got round to doing so. "Far from it" Sophie replied. "Just telling me that cow Debbi has amended her profile." "As if anyone cares" Alannah laughed. "Exactly" Sophie agreed. "She's probably added another spurious qualification to her CV." "Might as well see what it is though" Alannah suggested.

Sophie clicked on the notification and immediately burst into laughter. "What ?" asked Alannah, intrigued at what had engendered so much mirth in her friend. Sophie was still laughing so much that she couldn't speak and so simply turned the phone to Alannah. "Oh my god" Alannah squealed. "But she must have been hacked surely ? Nobody in their right mind would post anything like that." "True but it's still bloody funny" said Sophie, recovering her composure somewhat. "But that photo's got to be fake as well ?" thought Alannah. Sophie looked closer. "Dunno. If it is, it's a bloody good one." She handed the phone to Alannah so that she could take a closer look. Alannah studied the full frontal nude. "You're right. I mean, I know AI can work wonders these days but it doesn't have that sort of fake sheen and she's only got five fingers and toes !" Alannah eluded to one of the things that AI notoriously struggled with.

"Do you really think she could be dancing at this place in Reading though ?" she wondered. "Only one way to find out. We could go along there tonight" Sophie declared. "I'm not going to some lap dancing club on my own" Alannah asserted. "I don't think it's exactly lap dancing but no need. We can rope in some of the others and a couple of blokes. There are enough people she's rubbed up the wrong way" Sophie argued. Alannah didn't take much persuading. "What about Majid ? He asked her out and got the right brush off." They both laughed.

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Kaitlynne moved Debbi's bag from the passenger seat as they got into the car. "I packed a couple of bikinis today" Debbi explained, remembering that there were no spare costumes at the club after the other girls had been **** to temporarily move back to Ukraine. "And the wig ?" asked Kaitlynne. Debbi's hand shot to her mouth. "I don't believe it, I forgot it again" she gasped. "We'll have to pop back over to my place to get it" she resolved. Kaitlynne looked pointedly at her watch. "In Saturday evening traffic ? After a match has just ended ? We don't have the time." Debbi looked crestfallen. "What are you like ?" Kaitlynne laughed. "Look, I know that wig's some kind of comfort blanket for you but lightning's not going to strike twice after that girl turned up last night. Nobody's gonna recognise you or know who you are" she reassured her. "I guess" Debbi conceded.