American Sex Idols is the hottest pay per view show on TV. Asuka and Jimbo decide that they can perform with the best of them and that their innocence, combined with their sensuality, will make for a winning combination. They’re right, but the question is—are they as innocent as they seem?”
Asuka, seeing the camera focus on her, buried her face in Jimbo’s chest as if she was trying to disappear.
“Let’s see your face, honey,” headset man said.
Asuka slowly turned away from Jimbo and tried to force a smile. Headset man pressed a finger to his left ear and nodded. “You two can go on in.”
Jimbo, looking shocked, asked, “Really?”
The cameraman laughed. “Don’t take it personally, dude, but the judges are kinda interested in your…um…”
“Wife,” Jimbo said.
Headset man nodded, responding to a command from the judges. “How old are you, honey?”
“T…twenty-six.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes.”
“Can you prove it?”
“Of course.”
Headset nodded again. Holding up a hand, he shouted, “Okay everyone. We have our contestants. Thank you for coming. You can all go now.”
“You mean,” Jimbo asked, “we’re it?”
“For this city, yes,” the man with the headset said. “Of course you have to get past the audition.”
“Oh, God,” Asuka mumbled. “Just great.”