Lin, Tam, Win, and Sam were tired, broke, and extremely frustrated. Earlier that day, the stage magician that the four girls had all worked for had fired his assistants (themselves) because they were “too expensive” to work with. So, their last show with the stage magician was in Las Vegas. After that, the magician had handed the quadret one last paycheck and sent them on their way.
“I hate that guy!” Lin yelled to the ceiling of their shared hotel room, “And who thought spending the last of our money on slot machines was a good idea?!” Lin was a 5’ 10” 23-year-old woman of Cherokee descent. She had thick, long, raven-black hair with a reddish tone to her dark skin. She had a C-cup in breast size and curvy thighs, which came with quite the cute behind as well.
“Sorry,” said Tam irritatedly, “I thought your ‘Indian magic’ or whatever might help us win.” Tam was a short 21-year-old woman of (ironically) I