"That was A-mazing," Shalah said to Jane once they were back in the dressing room. "I can't believe that I- that we actually did that." Her excitement was understandable, cause Jane found herself feeling the same way.

"I know. It was quite liberating," Jane agreed.

I can't believe my best friend does this.

"I wasn't sure that I could do it at first, but once the music started and I didn't think about who was on the other side of the glass….." she sighed, "everything just fell into place."

"And off," Jane quipped to which they both had a laugh. "I'm glad that you had a good time. So, dare I ask about Duncan?" She saw the momentary clouding of the eyes and regretted bringing it up. "I shouldn't have brought up. I am so sorry about that."

"It's okay." She sat in a nearby chair and Jane pulled one up to sit across from her. "He's continued to call, but I haven't answered. I just wait for it to go to voicemail and then I go for a run or something."

"But you have listened to the voicemails?" Jane wasn't sure until she'd seen the look on Shalah's face. "I haven't been doing a really good job at helping you have I? Well that ends now. You and I have a date with a couple of tubs of ice cream tonight and we will wallow and come up with some new strategies. How's that sound?"

"You don't have to do that." Shalah was grateful to Jane for the unique kind of exuberance that she brought to her life.

"Don't sweat it. I could use some girlfriend talk."

"Thanks Jane."

"Now, we need to get ready for our final show." Jane announced and went behind the screen to change into the costume that she'd chosen. She emerged wearing a tailored magician's jacket complete with pull away pieces, mesh black thigh highs, garter, black peep toe heels that emphasized her long shapely legs, and finally a satin top hat. This was fun. At first it had been a bit unnerving, but the anonymity that it gave made her feel empowered to indulge in some of her own fantasies. This must have been the allure for my old pal, she'd thought after her first dance. Looking at herself in the mirror now, she understood the slogan 'Sex Sells' more than ever. The possibility or the fantasy of indulging in something naughty is clearly a huge draw.

And the pay ain't bad either.

Shalah was wearing a cheerleader's outfit, complete with pom poms. She had put her hair in two long curly pigtails that hung to her shoulders. Her make-up was set to emphasize her large almond eyes and exaggerate her full lips. The cheerleader cardigan was about two sizes small and the skirt barely covered her behind, but all was to emphasize the valuable assets within.

Brittany would be boiling with jealousy over you.

A knock on the door with the announcement that their rooms were up had the girls take a deep breath and go to their respective work areas.

"This was a night to remember," Shalah announced once they had made it back to Janes and had taken their respective showers. They sat, in front of the TV with, as promised, a huge bowl of their favorite ice creams that they'd picked up on the way home.

"Yeah, it really was. I'm surprised that you volunteered to do it. Why?" Jane asked around a mouthful of peanut butter ripple ice cream.

"Well, why not? I may be from a small town, but I have an adventurous spirit too. I remember this one time Duncan and I were at the movies and there was this particularly intense love scene….." she paused remembering and Jane threw a pillow at her.

"Cool down with that ice cream and spill the rest- in graphic detail too."

"I didn't even realize it at first, but my hand had kind of gravitated over to his lap and he was already at more than half mast. Stopping would have been cruel," she mildly defended around a nostalgic smirk. "Seeing how he reacted to me was such a huge turn on. I remember thinking that I needed to be alone with him and quick. I could tell he was close to- well you know, but he grabbed my hand and hurried me out of there and into a janitor's closet. I unzipped him, he ripped away the underwear that I was wearing under my skirt, and the next I knew, we were on our way to one of the most intense sexual sessions ever. It might not sound very romantic, but it was intense and the thrill of possibly being caught was such a high."

Jane observed the extremely impassioned look that stayed with Shalah as she recounted her tryst.

"Well I must say that I am becoming more of a Duncan fan by the moment. Remind me again why you want to stay away from him? Oh yeah, honesty and all of that." She ate some more ice cream. "Well, the best way to get over one guy, is to get under another. Starting tomorrow, I am going to fix you up."

"I can't- I tried, but the whole meal, I felt like I was cheating on Duncan or something." Shalah admitted.

"What if we double dated? That way there would be no pressure for you."

"I guess….."

"Okay, it's settled then. Now let's enjoy this cheesy movie of female empowerment and bonding." Jane pressed play and they watched the movie. Twenty minutes into the movie they were both asleep.