"Hey, let go of my chin." Adam squirmed against his brothers long strong fingers, his face completely at his mercy and that brought a tingling sensation of fear to him as he saw their reflection in the mirror. His chest expanded slowly with each controlled breath as the blade slid up under his chin and neck.<br/>"Quit overreacting you big baby...you need to learn to do this...what if we get a client who wants this special treatment...not another word or I will hit something vital. " Damien grinned out of the corner of his mouth, his steady hands curving the stainless blade along the skin with surgical ease. Not willing to test his older brother's word he remained silent and watched on, wincing as blood trickled out of the cut. "Oops..." The curve along Damien's lips grew jagged. "All done...now hurry the fuck up and get the hell out of the damn bathroom you been in it all morning." The black haired twin walked out with the towel wrapped around his waist, into one of the other rooms to change. Adam dipped a finger into droplet of blood, slightly impressed that if Damien had wanted more to drip out the small incision it would have.<br/><br/>Both men dressed quickly, their morning coming to an end. Damien was more casual with his attire: A pair of faded boot cut jeans, military-shined black leather boots and a long sleeve, patterned-button down shit under a leather dress-coat. Adam stuck to slacks and dress shirts, his tie always worn loosely around his shoulders in the event he had to head out and become "presentable." Unless requested by the madam they did not have a time to strict to when they arrived. Most of the day was spent lounging around or socializing with the other prostitutes that belonged to the Madam as they waited for their next client but it seemed some new talent was coming in for the first time.<br/><br/>"Hey wait...if the Madam gives me someone to shave...then I am going to pass. Well then I guess I can understand why a women with stubble needs to pay for us" Damien ignored his brother as they walked down the few floors and were allowed to enter the double doors into the "Bordello floor." "Give them what they want and if we are really lucky...I can have what I want." Adam nodded and quickly moved to making a fresh batch of coffee, eying which muffin he wanted. Damien quickly called in for breakfast, not happy to start a day if he did not sample a little of each edible animal known to man.<br/><br/>