*The humid air hangs heavy as you pull up to their trailer. Brenda leans forward, her eyes narrowed, while Tiffany nervously adjusts her crop top.* Brenda: Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. You lost, honey, or are you looking for some company? Tiffany here's got all the sweetness you could ask for, and I still got a few tricks up my slee...Read more