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Jeannette and Aida stared out of their hotel room at the nearly naked prostitutes standing on the corner and stopping every car that drove by. They could hear snippets of their conversations from their second floor hotel window. The girls on the corner would stop a car, then as they approached the window they would ask if the driver wanted to have some fun. Sometimes the drivers would say yes and the girl would walk to the passenger side, get in and the car would drive off. Within half an hour, the same girl would return to the corner and resume stopping cars.

"I can't take this anymore," Aida said as she stomped away from the window. "When is Pedro going to get here and cross us into the United States, My brothers are waiting for me."

"He said he would be here tonight with a foolproof plan. Remember he explained to us how the border patrol increased their patrols along the border, and how the migra is checking all the paperwork much more carefully these last few days since that guy carjacked and killed that old lady just across the border. They're not letting anybody get by." Jeannette answered.

"So how is he planning to get us across?" Aida asked impatiently. "I'm tired of listening to those putas working out there. And if he doesn't get here tonight, we're going to have to join them because we'll be out of money for the hotel."

"Wait, I think that's his truck that just pulled up," Jeannette said excitedly as she watched a black pickup park across the street. A plain white van parked behind the pickup and the girls watched as their coyote Pedro stepped out of the van, he put on his black cowboy hat, approached the truck and held the door open as a buxom American woman stepped out.

"Who's that?" Aida asked?

"I have no idea," Jeannette answered as they watched the couple walk across the street. Pedro and the woman disappeared from view as they entered the front of the hotel. After a few minutes, Jeannette and Aida heard a knock at their door.

As Aida opened the door, Pedro whispered at them, "Are you two ready to go?"

"More than ready," Aida answered.

"Then grab your stuff and follow me."

The girls grabbed their duffel bags and followed Pedro out of the hotel room, down a flight of steps. As they approached the American woman, Pedro introduced them, "Aida, Jeannette, this is Denise, my American friend."

The buxom blonde held out her hand. Jeannette took it and shook it then Aida did the same. "Nice to meet you," Denise said as she examined them. "They'll do fine," she said in perfect Spanish as she looked at Pedro.

"We'll do for what?" Aida asked as she nervously looked at the coyote.

"As I told you earlier, there isn't any way for me to get you guys across the border right now. Denise can do it, but you have to do something for her in exchange for the crossing."

"That's right," Denise answered with a smile. "I get you into the U.S. and you do me a huge favor and make some money for yourselves in the process."

"I don't know," Aida answered. "What do we have to do?"

"It's easy work," Denise answered. "I'll take you over the border, I have some friends at the checkpoint that will let anybody with me pass through, then I'll take you to meet this guy I know."

"And what happens there?" Aida asked warily.

"Not much. He'll give both of you a costume to put on, then he'll take some pictures of you. That's all."

"That doesn't sound that bad," Jeannette said. "Let's go. I can't stand another night here."

"Wait," Aida said as she grabbed Jenette's hand. "What kind of pictures?"

"Well..." Denise answered. "He might ask you to take of the costumes."

"Now way," Aida answered. "I knew it sounded too easy. I'm not going to let some pervert take pictures of me without any clothes on then find out three months later that I'm in some magazine. No way. I'd rather stay here."

"The pictures are for himself, they won't be in a magazine, and if you do it, you won't have to pay Pedro anything, I'll pay his fee. I'll pay the hotel bill and pay each of you two thousand dollars in cash."

"No way," Aida answered stubbornly.

"I'll do it," Jeannette answered.

"Jenette!" Aida said. "What's gotten into you."

"I don't care if some guy takes pictures of me. I just want to see my family. C'mon Aida, it won't be so bad." Turning to Denise, Jeannette asked, "If Aida doesn't change her mind, will it be OK if I go by myself."

Denise nodded her head, "Yeah, but the guy really wants two girls."

"C'mon, Aida." Jeannette said as she squeezed her hand.

Looking down at the floor, Aida answered as she looked at Jeannette, "OK, but if my parents find out about this, it'll be all your fault."

* * * *

The two girls sat in the backseat of the van as they approached the border checkpoint. they stared at each other as the watched some cars turn back and some men walking dejectedly along the side of the road. As they inched closer to the checkpoint, they watched the car in front of them stop and a group of girls get out. Aida and Jeannette watched as the guard looked over their papers, shaking his head and handing them the papers back. The girls piled back into the car, turned around as Denise stopped next to the checkpoint. As the agent looked into the car, she smiled at him and said, "Hi, Jim. Looks like your turning back everybody today."

"Since that carjacking, we have to double check everything and if something doesn't look right, we have to send them back." the agent shined his flashlight into the backseat into the girls faces. "Are they for Burns?"

"Yep," Denise answered.

The guard shined his flashlights at the girls chests, smiled at them and told Denise, "Drive on, but tell Burns that I need a little extra this time with all of the problems going on."

"OK," Denise answered as she put the car back into gear. "I'll tell him."

"That was easy," Aida said.

"I told you it would be," Denise answered as the van sped away from the checkpoint. She picked up her cell phone, dialed a number and in English said, "The ETA is about five minutes." Hanging up the phone, she turned to the girls and in Spanish said, "We'll be there in about five minutes. Let me tell you a little about what's going to happen. This guy that I work for is named Frank Burns. He likes to take sexy pictures of young women dressed up in different outfits. I've heard of everything from girls dressing up in bikinis to girls dressing up into police uniforms to girls dressing up as maids, so I don't have any idea what he's going to have planned for you. What I can tell you for sure is that he won't touch either of you, something about an accident he had when he was a legionnaire in France in the fifties."

"That's a relief," Aida said. "but I'm still not sure I think this is a good idea."

"Relax," Denise instructed her. "Just pretend that you're playing make believe, like when you were a little girl. Didn't you ever pretend to play house or play doctor?"

"Yeah, I guess," Aida answered, "but that was different. Nobody was watching us or taking our pictures."

"True," Denise admitted, "but you weren't making a couple of thousand dollars either." Denise turned the van off the main road, following a twisting dirt road. "We're almost there. Once I take you into the house, I won't see you until you're done. just relax, listen to all of the instructions and have fun. It'll be really easy and we'll be off to Pedro's house in an hour or two." Denise parked the van, got out and opened the back door.

"Follow me," Denise said as she marched toward the huge house. She opened the front door, and the girls followed her into a large room. The floor was pure marble and expensive looking paintings adorned the walls. Denise stepped across the room, turning back to make sure the girls were following her. She opened a door long the side of the room, holding it open for the girls. "Step inside and somebody will be there in a few minutes to tell you what to do. I'll see you in a couple of hours."

The girls stepped inside and Denise closed the door behind them. "This is weird," Aida said. "I don't like this at all."

"Relax," Jeannette answered. "What could happen to us, Denise said that he wouldn't touch us."

Aida replied, "Yeah but..." she stopped in mid- sentence and screamed loudly as she looked up at a half-naked man falling down from the ceiling. As he neared the floor, his descent slowed and he landed softly.

"Hello ladies," the man said as he reached behind his back and released the rope. "I'm Mr. Burns." Aida stared at a large tattoo on his back. Mr. Burns smiled at her and said, "it's a banshee, a mythical creature famous for the noise it makes. Sort of like the one you made when you saw me make my entrance." He smiled wickedly at Aida she hid behind Jeannette. "Follow me," he ordered as he banged his hand against the wall.

The wall slowly slid to the side and Mr. Burns walked through the opening. Jeannette followed him, pulling Aida with her. The room they entered was dimly lit by candles burning along the wall. On the far wall a table sat, two large candles on each side and an open Bible in the middle. A large wooden cross hung above the table, two fake stained glass windows hung next to the cross. "Ladies," Mr. Burns announced," this is the set you'll be working on. If you would follow me I'll show you to the dressing room and give you your costumes."

The girls followed him through a hidden door along the wall into a brightly lit room. Mirrors hung from the walls and two chairs faced the mirrors. "Over there are your costumes," Mr. Burns said as he pointed to two nun outfits hanging from the wall. "You can change now, I'll wait for you outside." Mr. Burns turned and left the room, before he closed the door, he looked back in and added, "And don't wear anything underneath the costumes. I want both of you completely naked underneath." The door closed and Aida looked at Jeannette, "See what you've gotten me into? This is all your fault."

"It's not that bad," Jeannette answered. "Sure he's a little weird looking and the house is creepy, but he seems nice enough."

"Nice! Nice?" Aida exclaimed. "If he fits your definition of nice I would hate to meet somebody that you called evil. This whole thing is creepy. Did you see that tattoo on his back? Help me figure out a way out of this place."

"Yeah right," Jeannette answered. "I bet we're stuck here, so we might as well just humor him and do everything he wants so we can get out of here quicker." Jeannette picked up one of the nun's habits off the wall and placed it on her head. "I've always wanted to wear one of these. It's heavier than I thought it would be."

"You can do this. I'm not." Aida said defiantly as she watched Jeannette unbutton her blouse and strip it off. Jeannette unsnapped her bra and pulled it off, placing it neatly on the table with her blouse. "You're really going to do this?" Aida asked.

"Sure. Why not?" Jeannette said as she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them past her thighs with a wiggle. As she sat on one of the chairs and pulled of the jeans, she looked at her friend and said, "C'mon. Nothing's going to happen to us. You heard Denise. She told us to do everything that we're told to do."

"That guy gives me the creeps," Aida answered as she watched Jeannette pull her panties off and place them on the table with the rest of her clothes. "And nobody knows we're here. He could kill us if he wanted, then hide our bodies and we would never be found."

Jeannette shrugged, "He could do that to us even if we don't do what he wants. C'mon, get undressed," Jeannette said as she grabbed the nun costume and stepped into it. "There's more of a chance of him doing something to us if we don't do what we came here for."

"Are you ready yet, girls," Mr. Burns asked form outside the room.

"Just a minute," Jeannette answered loudly as she placed the nun's habit on her head. Whispering to Aida, she said, "Hurry up."

With a deep breath, Aida pulled her T-shirt over her head and pulled off her bra. As she stripped off her jeans and panties, she stared at Jeannette and said, "If anything happens to me, remember that it's all your fault."

"OK, it'll be my fault," Jeannette answered as she handed the other nun outfit to her friend. "Just hurry it up and get dressed."

As the two girls stepped out of the dressing room and into the room where Mr. Burns waited, camera in hand. He turned to them and smiled as he said, "My, don't you two look innocent and pious. If you would, please step over here and let's begin. Shall we?" The two girls stood where Mr. Burns told them to, and he snapped a picture of them. "Move a little closer together now," he ordered. "By the way. What are your names?"

"I'm Jeannette and this is Aida."

"Aida, I need you to look a little more relaxed," he said as he snapped another picture. "Smile a little, have some fun with this."

Aida smirked at him, "I'm only here because she wanted me to come. I don't plan on having fun."

Mr. Burns put the camera down and examined Aida. "I don't care why you are here. I only want these pictures to look marvelous. If you don't mind. Please smile." The tone of his voice was nicer than before and Aida forced a smile. "Much better my little lovely," Mr. Burns said. "Move your heads a little closer together, touch your cheeks together but keep looking at the camera. Jeannette, put your arm around Aida's shoulder please. Aida remember yo keep smiling."

The two girls did as he ordered and Mr. Burns snapped a few more pictures. As he unloaded his camera and placed another roll of film in it, Jeannette turned to Aida and said, "See, this isn't that bad."

"I guess not," Aida replied. "He seems harmless enough."

"I told you."

"OK, ladies." Mr. Burns said as he put the camera back to his eye. "Time to get serious. Aida, what I want you to do is give Jeannette a kiss on her lips. Both of you need to close your eyes while I take the picture."

"But nuns don't kiss," Aida protested.

"But you are not a nun. Are you?"

"I guess not, but..."

"Kiss. You two need to complement each other, Aida. I don't want it to look like Jeannette is seducing you. I want it too look like you both are lusting after each other." Aida pursed her lips together and dryly pressed them against her friends lips. "With a little passion, remember, complement, work together," Mr. Burns said.

"Now put your arms around each other. That's it," he added as Jeannette's hands moved around Aida's waist. "Aida, tilt your head back a little. Perfect. Both of you let your hands roam around a little. I want to see sexy nuns. Hot nuns. Nuns in lust."

As Jeannette and Aida moved their hands over each other's bodies, their kiss grew more passionate, turning from a pretend kiss to a real one. As Jeannette's hand caressed Aida's breast through the material of the nun costume. Aida broke the kiss and said, "I can't do this. I'm not a lesbian."

"Shut up and kiss me," Jeannette said as he pressed her lips against Aida's. Aida returned her kiss passionately.

"OK, Jeannette. I want you to nibble on her ear a little, then kiss your way down her body. When you get low enough, slide your head underneath the dress."

Jeannette broke the kiss and moved her lips to Aida's earlobe. As she nibbled on it, she whispered, "Just pretend to like everything I do and we'll be out of here in an hour or so."

"But..." Aida whispered as she arched her back, the nibbles on her ear increasing her surprising hunger. Jeannette moved her mouth lower, kissing Aida's body above the material of the costume. As she reached Aida's chest, she softly kissed one breast then moved lower. As she reached Aida's knees, she lifted the hem of the costume and slid her head inside. "Oh!" Aida exclaimed as Jeannette's lips kissed her bare thigh.

"Perfect!" exclaimed Mr. Burns. "Aida, I need you to bend over a little bit and pull the bottom of Jeannette's costume all the way up to her waist."

"But she doesn't have anything on underneath."

"Exactly," Mr Burns said with a wicked smile.

As Aida leaned over and grabbed the hem of the costume, Jeannette kissed Aida's inner thing, inches away from the intersection of her legs. Aida squirmed slightly as Jeannette's mouth moved higher. As Aida pulled Jeannette's dress to her waist and exposed Jeannette's bare butt, Jeannette's lips pressed against Aida's labia, her tongue sliding into Aida's pussy.

"Oh," Aida exclaimed. "Mm," she said as Jeannette's tongue flicked against her clitoris.

"Perfect!" Mr. Bruns exclaimed. "Aida, as she's doing whatever she is doing, put your hands on your breasts and caress them through the costume."

Aida looked at Mr. Burns and slid her hands to her chest. Cupping her breasts in her hands, Aida's head fell back as Jeannette pressed her finger into Aida's pussy, sliding it in as she continued to flick her tongue against Aida's clit.

"Jeannette," MR. Burns said. "Move your butt a little to the left so I can get a better shot of your ass." Jeannette shifted to the left and Mr. Burns continued, "Perfect, now open your legs a little bit."

Aida moaned softly as Jeannette ran her tongue up and down her slit, pausing at her clit and wrapping her lips around it. "OK, Aida, I want you to slowly lift your costume up and show me what Jeannette is doing to you that is making your face look so sensual. As she's doing that, Jeannette, I want you to move your finger between your legs for me and push it into you."

Aida obediently pulled her costume up as Jeannette moved her finger into her pussy, slowly sliding it in and out. As Aida pulled the dress to her waist, she could hear small smacking sounds come from below as Jeannette pushed her finger in and out of her pussy.

"OK, now take off the hat, then in one motion pull the dress off and flip it onto the floor."

Aida did as she was ordered, tossing the habit onto the floor then pulling her dress over her head and tossing it next to her. As Mr. Bruns snapped pictures, Jeannette opened her mouth and put it around Aida's pussy, sucking in as her tongue flickered in and out. Aida arched her back involuntarily and moaned loudly, an orgasm taking over her body.

"Great stuff," Mr. Burns said as he put the camera down. "While I reload the film keep going. Jeannette stand up and take off your costume and kiss her until I'm ready. I thought I would have to tell you two everything, but obviously neither of you are novices at this."

Jeannette nibbled Aida's clitoris before she stood and pulled off her costume. As she stood naked, she stepped toward Aida and pressed her lips against Aida's lips. Aida kissed her passionately, feeling Jeannette's hand slide between her legs and her finger finding her clitoris again. As Aida broke the kiss with an impulsive moan, Jeannette whispered into her ear, "See, I told you it wouldn't be that bad."

END

Because I ran out of time.