See if the job you were offered as Lynx is still available.

You and Tic decide the best thing to do is to go out to the clubs the computer in your head tells you that runners hang out at to make your new identities known. Walking around the house in just a little black leather thong, realizing a bra was completely unnecessary as your DD breasts basically defy gravity, and seeing your ?twin? do the same gets you hard almost instantly, but as she hands you various things to try on you can?t help but think about some little loose ends you can?t help but want to resolve. Whoever is using your old identity needs to be dealt with. Plus you still have the chip with another job on it, and can?t help but wonder if the two of you could make a quick $100k by going to the meet that night, doing the job quick, and still make the next job the next night. It might also help you to get to the person that stole your identity.

?So Amber,? Then a cute little laugh you didn?t know you were capable of, ?I mean Tic. After I dropped off the package and got the money, there was another follow up job that paid an additional $100k. If we could do it quick tonight we could still make the meet tomorrow and have more money.?

She pulls on a light pink tube dress with small shoulder straps that apparently are intended to fall down your arms, as even when they do your nipples are covered, while still revealing very nice cleavage. The dress hangs down to just below her ass and is made of some form of stretchy fabric that hugs her every move without shifting much. Then as she tosses you the matching dress and sits down to pull on a pair of cute yellow ankle length stockings with ruffled lace tops, she finally replies, ?If there is someone out there using your former identity, don?t you think they went and took the job??

?Maybe, but I don?t think Max knew what the job was, he just told me there might be another job at the drop site. How would the imposter know where to go??

She fumbles through several pairs of shoes before deciding on a pair of black sandals with 6? stiletto heels and a 2? platform with 2 thin straps that seem to wind around the foot before meeting at a tiny buckle on the outside of the ankle just high enough that when she folds down the little ruffle from the top of the tiny stockings the buckle is hidden from view. Finally dressed she stands up, admires herself in the mirror and smoothes out any wrinkles, and gives you her answer, ?Well I suppose we have to go somewhere. Why don?t we go check the place out, toss our new names around, and see if anything happens. If it looks safe we go to the meet and give it a go.? She then finishes getting ready by pulling up the dress and strapping on a small holster for the slim auto .357 at the small of her back, slides the sword into the scabbard in the leather trench coat, and clicks the hold out pistol into the wrist holster in the jacket you know is spring loaded to pop the gun into her hand with a thought.

?Ok let?s do that.? You agree suddenly aware that she is about ready to walk out the door and you are still finishing your pink fingernail polish. She packs up the shotgun and sniper rifle and hides them in the bedroom while you finish getting ready, and makes each of you a little snack in the form of what looks strangely like pudding, but is lime green. You suck down the offered snack, which is absolutely delicious to your shock, and head out. First you drive the stolen car back to the guys house and park it with a little note that says simply, ?Thanks for letting us borrow the car, we filled the tank. Kisses.? You each plant a pair of pink lips on the note and she lets you drive the sporty banana yellow car, and you head to a rather violent looking area of town to a massive arena your chip calls, The Pit.