Jess was on a roll, channeling his anxiety into action, but Tim's suggestion it'd be his turn later dampened some of the trap's fire, "I can't wait" he replied, trying to maintain his confidence.  The twins put on a show of 'forcibly' moving out to the hot tub on the expansive balcony, not too different from the one they'd so recently left.  Luckily, the staff had worked to prepared things as soon as the limo hit the garage, with a crystal bowl of strawberries and another iced bottle of champagne, accompanied by three sparkling flutes, placed at the side of the whirring pool.<br/><br/>Setting Ada to sit against the lip of the tub, Jess moved to stand beside their guest, arms crossing over his small breasts, "Now, give us a good show and strip!" he commanded in the most femininely authoritarian voice he could muster.