Chapter Twenty-Seven
Kate, Elaine, Alisha and Steve worked side-by-side for two hours, setting up cameras, getting the angles right and making last minute changes to the lighting. When things were finally set, Kate sensed movement behind the curtain.
Steve took his place. “Cameras rolling. And action.” A stage hand pulled back the curtain and a dozen girls, doing syncopated handsprings, vaulted across the circus ring. Part dance, part acrobatics, the tumblers moved to a jazzy rock beat and made a showy splash in their short sequined dresses that struggled to contain unbridled breasts. Kate also noticed the dancers weren’t shy about showing off their underpants, and while their costumes matched, what was revealed beneath the hemline didn’t: The girls wore thongs, panties, bikini briefs, a
