Emma decided that she needed some air. Clearly the stuffy bedroom was not helping with her stress at all!
Breakfast and getting dressed was easy and non eventful. A routine that Emma did with hurried skill every morning. Passing the "Rock Slut" clothes shop was something Emma did every morning she decided to walk to school. Occasionally she would stop and quickly check out the contents in the window, and then move on before anyone noticed her. Today, Emma found herself stopped in front of the window, hand pressed against the glass and admiring a mannequin dressed in spiky black heels, gaping fishnets, a tiny and torn denim skirt, and a skimpy pink strappy top, and which had an outrageous pink boa around its shoulders.
"Rock slut?" Emma thought to herself, "Okay, denim and fishnets I get ... but when have strappy tops and boas been rock? Fashion is so hard to keep up with. One thing's certain: fat chance of anyone catching me dressed like that!"
"I think there's every chance..." replied The Other's voice in her head. To her shock and amazement Emma found herself pushing open the door and marching inside.
"All right! Who do I have to service in order to get some service in here?" Emma winced as she found herself calling loudly once the door had shut behind her. |