STORY DESCRIPTION Dance, deceit and destruction... pure Wiley!
The Russians go berserk.
The dancers of the 'American Dance Demon' have breasts. The Russians only know The Bolshoi where the girls look painfully like little boys.
The identical dancers of the Demon are the prime of Broadway's best. Each is a perfect thirty-six 'C'...not that there's a bra to be found anywhere on stage. Each girl is a sultry, green-eyed brunette, same age, six-foot, identical build.
When General Chenkov starts cheering, the enthusiasm is contagious. The dancers faltered mid-step. They shyly came forward, so the men in the first rows are treated to a naughty peek under short hemlines. Excited nipples protrude through silk. The dancer's don't know it yet, but their European tour has just been sidelined. Chenkov has their passports and he wants these women ??" which becomes evident during the very next performance. |