Well it can’t hurt to try out.

Later in the afternoon, Sapphire and Vixxen were picked up by a very nice club limo and taken to her tryout. Three men in suits and a well dressed woman were waiting for them.

Sapphire introduced Vixxen to the people in attendance, and sat off to the side to watch. Vixxen was asked to strip and she did, not shy at all at this point. It was not a nude club but they asked for her to get completely naked and she did.

They asked how old she was, “twenty one, twenty two in a few months actually.” Realizing this wasn’t what she had planned for her friends birthday trip, she now wondered what she would do for her own.

They asked to take some pictures just for the evaluation process and she consented. They produced a consent form which clearly laid out that the pictures were private and not for commercial or promotional purposes.

This was language and behavior she hadn’t seen, these people were serious about this.

Then as she stood, one of them produced a camera and began taking pictures. They took a lot of them, getting a lot of angles, but at least they did not ask for any sexy poses. They appeared to just take them for reference.

They then produced a scale and a tape measure, and began taking her measurements. She was 36 - 24 - 36, and weighed in at 129 lbs. The woman in attendance took the measurements, and commented that Vixxen was Hefner's wet dream if she died her hair blonde.

Then in the closed club she was asked to perform. She put her thong back on and danced on stage for a couple of dances. Then she was asked to perform a lapdance for the oldest man. This was different than normal as there were no bouncers and the lights were all the way up.

She gave him her best, and his touch was more clinical than sexual. And the other two men and the woman sat close by, and took notes as they watched. She had never seen note pads in a strip club before.

Lastly they took Vixxen to one of the VIP rooms, like the one where Vixxen had been with Sapphire, and the well dressed woman and Sapphire did not join them.

There wasn't any sex, but Vixxen put on one hell of a show for them. Two of the men laid on the bed, and one on the sofa, and she danced for all of them. They never took their dicks out, but she could feel that they were hard.

While they touched her body during the dances, their touch was more clinical than sexual, as before. They squeezed and groped her breasts, testing the feel as they looked real but they knew they were probably fake.

All three men felt her breasts, looking at them closely as she danced. They lifted them and let them fall, when she was above them cowgirl style they would move them to the side and watch them sway with her motions.

One of the men produced a small flashlight, and looked closely at her breasts. He looked closely at each nipple, and at the underside of the boob, and then under her arm. He knew what he was looking for, and he found the scars for her boob job.

"That my darling, is a very good implant job, really hard to tell for certain." He said, smiling as he examined them. He was proud of himself for being able to find the scars, they were very small and very well concealed. “You got your money’s worth with these.”

One of them gave her ass a light spank and watched how it reacted. The squeezed and groped her ass, her legs, her shoulders. It was unlike what she had seen before, but they were thorough and never tried to have sex with her.

When they were satisfied they thanked her and took her back out to the main area, and she gave them some basic information and left with Sapphire. It did not take long to find out, they called and offered Vixxen a job.

Sapphire explained that the hours did not matter as much in Vegas, a major tourist hub which operated 24/7, but that she could get Vixxen paired with her in hours worked, if they were willing to do a few duo shows.

"I would need to find a place to stay, set up power and internet and things, buy appliances. I would need some time." Vixxen explained.

Sapphire pointed at her bed, "There is plenty of room for you right beside me in my bed Vixxen. You can do all of that if you want, but I would rather you just move in with me baby." Sapphire handed the beautiful young black woman a key as she said it.

Vixxen smiled as Sapphire spoke, "Now the minute you get home, hire a mover to bring your stuff up here. Then you get your things sorted out and then get on the first plane you can and fly that sexy ass back up here."

Vixxen was thrilled, it was a lot nicer than where she worked now, would be a lot more money, and she didn't have anyone back in Texas to worry about leaving behind anyway.

Vixxen and Sapphire celebrated with and early steak dinner, and then another round of sex before Sapphire had to head off to work.

Vixxen found her friends and spent the evening with them at one of the bigger casinos before returning to the strip club late that night. She couldn't get the big smile off of her face, leading to a "someone got laid," comment. If they only knew.

If only any of them knew how fast she had fallen for Las Vegas and for her new lesbian lover.

Vixxen was introduced to a few dancers and bouncers, and then met two of the men from her tryout earlier in the day.

The men invited her up to the manager's office to discuss the job. She hoped this would not be where the compulsory sex came into play, and shockingly it didn't. The older man introduced himself as the owner of the club, and the second man as his club manager.

They spoke for about an hour, discussing the rules of the establishment. No ****, no prostitution. Heavy contact was allowed, and dancers were allowed to get creative with the contact. They understood that sex probably happened, but at no time were dancers allowed to specify money for sex, or accept offers in the like.