They quickly get evidence.

You are still stunned by what you saw and are in orgasmic afterglow, so the move Heather and Trish make surprises you...

They both bolt for their phones and quickly snap some pictures of you. You try to cover-up, but it is far too late to do any good.

Heather gives you a conniving smile.

"You're such a perv for watching me with Trish," your Sister says, "Tell anyone and these come out."

On the opposite side of the spectrum, Trish gives you a sly, knowing smile.

"I, however, am not related to you," she says, "And think that it is kind of hot. If you don't come calling the next time I want a man, MY pictures go out."

Shit.

Was the show worth it?

What are you going to...

"Hey, moron," Heather says angrily, "Leave you. You saw, you came- now leave."

You glance over at Trish. She mouths 'Call me' before she goes over and closes the door.

You can hear the action resume seconds later. Oh well- you got a good show while it lasted.

You sleep peacefully that night. You remember getting lucky with the Stripper. The fact that you fucked her so good that she didn't charge you- awesome.

You also think about the sapphic show you walked in on. It didn't end quite how you thought it would, but it was still quite something. You're curious to see how this thing with Trish works out.

You enjoy your Saturday. You just lounge around and hang out for awhile.

Eventually, you stumble across Amber's note. She didn't charge you for the sex and left you a phone number to call her at! You can dick around here or dick around in her.

Easy choice.

You give her a call and actually get a pretty quick response.

"Hey stud, you just couldn't wait, huh? That's alright- we aren't dating, so that whole 'don't call right away' shit doesn't count," Amber says, "You actually have great timing."

"Oh really? Do tell."

"Well, one of the girls had a pretty shitty time at the Party last night. She hooked up with some guy named Dave and, well, let's just say that her night wasn't as good as ours."

She doesn't know about the whole thing with Heather and Trish, of course, but you don't say anything about that.

"Dave is...yeah, I can see that. I've been friends with his girlfriends in the past. So why was my timing so great?"

"Well, I told her about you and...well, she wants to have some fun."

You nearly faint right there. You fucked a Stripper so well that she's offering you her friend/co-worker?!?

"Before you say anything, it is cool with me. We've shared men at Parties before...and also not at Parties. So don't worry about me getting jealous. You in?"

"How could I possibly say 'no' to that? Just give me the address..."

You get cleaned up, dress up a bit nicer and drive to where she said. She meets you out front (wearing a shiny, frill-covered bra, a thong and high heels) and leads you to the Private Entrance used by the 'Talent.'

You pass a few lovely ladies in various states of undress before she leads you to a Door marked with a Star.

"She's a Veteran and brings in the big crowds, so she has her own room," Amber explains, "Well, except for when we share it. You'll love her."

She opens the door and you see...