The Way it is Now.CH7

The way it is Now

Ch7

Shower completed. She has sent him off to dress on his own.

She uses the damp towels to clean her smeared secretions from both the expansive closet floor and her bedroom. While moping up the evidence of what amounted to the best sexual encounters shes had in the three and a half years since her mother so thoughtfully sold her virginity. Her smile just won’t go away. The past 36 hours have been straight out of a story book. Well, a perverse porn novella. But still

It’s almost an hour later by the time she catches up to him again

her luggage mostly unpacked. The closet organized to her near OCD satisfaction. School clothes on one half the wall. The other should have fancy dress. But her wardrobe in that department consists of three dresses an ugly pant suit,and one evening black with gray pin stripe cocktail dress. Her general outfits again, not much there, on the second. Then footwear on the last. She had crammed as much of her and mothers shoe collection into the two hard case totes. Quite impressive she thought to herself. Fifty seven pair. Plus one random flat with a heavy heel that shes now using as a door stop for the closet.

He is dressed much the same as he was when they met. Trendy sport coat, slacks, a no-tuck plain button down and some loafers. She wrinkles her nose at the chocolate leather. “merto-sexual brown yay”

she thinks to herself. Then giggles. He turns from his Sunday Paper’s sports section to enquire about her amusement.

“Nothing really Daddy” she smiles sweetly. “I’m just glad you don’t try for that goofy Saddle horn the creepers call a man bun”

Philip starts to laugh too. But stops as he takes her vision in.

Her look is straight out of the late 1900’s Sarah is dressed for show. Dark purple bow style hair ties holding her Golden blond hair up (picture the way Anna from the movie frozen does) A pale purple dress with tiny deep purple flowers, that ends in a ruffled skirt about two inches below the knee. Brilliant white lace petticoat. A wide, dark purple velvet belt has a shiny black buckle. A black ribbon string tie around her collar and white tights/hose covering her lower legs. To complete the image. Highly glossed black Mary Janes cover her feet.

She giggles again, only this time it seems sinister in a way. Holding her hand out for him to take. In a mock English accent she says

“Victoria Bigglesworth-Hayes at your service”

Philip shakes her hand then steps back to look her over again. An inquisitive look on his face.

“should I Change into my tux?”

“No, silly.” she continues in her new voice. With another giggle.

“Would you like to go for a ride on my lift?” then in her normal sweet, sexy tone.”I’m somewhat into Cos-play Daddy. This frock is in homage to my favorite podcast THE LIFT. Victoria is the lead in a long series of short stories.