Alice woke up feeling rather depressed. It was a Monday morning and the sun wasn't shining. The rain drizzled down making the morning seem even more so dispiriting The phone hadn't rung at all the evening before and that had upset her. "What if Nibby has forgotten about me. What if he was with HER." She tried her best not to think about it while she pulled herself to the shower. She lathered herself up carefully taking particular care of her most private of areas and allowed the soft caressing water to tickle them. She closed her eyes.

S**t.. had she been in there a half hour all ready. She wildly started to get the rest of the soap off of her and rushed out of the tub nearly slipping. She was late for work. Racing to the bedroom, she threw whatever she could find on; a black hounds check miniskirt, ribbed sweater and black stockings with elfin shoes. She was still upset that her boss had had the audacity to tell her she should tame her tight clothing down while brightening it up some. "What the f**k did he know about fashion anyways," she thought. She hated her job and she wanted more glory for what she did but then again, she also loved the internet access he so freely provided to her too. Grabbing her keys, a granola bar, and purse with her notes stuffed in it, she went flying out the door nearly forgetting to lock it. But she was lucky. She just made the bus even though she looked like hell. Once seated, she pulled out her mirror and primped and pruned herself so that she was a bit more presentable. But she nearly started to hyper- ventilate when she'd realized she'd left her foundation makeup at home. "Ahhhh the hell with it," she muttered under her breath, "I have more important things to do than be bothered with work anyways."

She arrived to work only minutes late with a sour look on her face. One of her co-workers quipped from behind her cubicle, "Hard weekend Girl?" "Hard morning," she said forcing a smile, dropping her stuff at her desk and heading to the coffee machine for a quick fix. She returned and booted up her computer. Checking her email, her attitude changed. She beamed. His Royal Nibbs, a letter from His Royal Nibbs, sat in her unopened box. She double clicked to open it revealing the contents.

Hey Alice, Missed you last night. Was going to give you a quick call but couldn't get any privacy so I thought I'd do the next best thing. How about meeting me at the Boar's Nest tonight after work for a quick libation and we can pick up where we left off? By the way, what time do you finish for the day?

Nibby.

Alice couldn't wait to reply. Hitting the button to compose her email, she decided she should remain somewhat reserved. He seemed to be taking the bait quite nicely.

Hiya Nibby... Sounds like a plan to end what looks like it's gonna be a hard Monday and we can continue our chat. I was enjoying it yesterday. I get off at five and will be able to land there about sixish. That's if the slavedriver doesn't decide to keep me late but I'll let you know either way.

Alice.

She looked over her email making sure it wasn't too strong. She didn't want to give him that impression so she did her best to appear what she thought was whitty. She liked the bit about her slave-driving boss. The main thing she wanted was that she had to make sure that it sounded like everything that was happening was his idea so that she wouldn't be at fault if his wife found out; that he was the one making the move not vise versa. She knew what she was doing and everything seemed to be going beautifully again according to her calculating nature.

By lunchtime, the sun had begun to shine out from the clouds above. Alice decided to venture out to pick up some makeup at the department store she favoured so she'd have it for her night on the town. Once there with makeup in hand, she sprayed herself with Opium at the fragrance counter while paying for her purchase. This was perfume she'd wished she could afford. She was going to afford and if she had her way, soon.

As she made her way out of the store, a black tanktop dress with a bold red and black sash tied loosely around the waist caught her eye on a display model. "Oh gawd.. I've got to have that." She asked the clerk to find her size, checking the time on the wall clock to make sure she wasn't running late getting back to the grind. She knew her boss would have an ultimate hissy if she returned late without letting anyone know she was going to be running longer than she was really allowed.

The clerk returned and when Alice was handed the dress, she promptly headed for the dressing room to try it on. "Perfect," she thought, "but I have to lose those shoes." as she admired herself in the mirror. She even made sure to check if there was enough room for padding as her boyish physique in the dress could be less than appealing. She thought back to the schoolday taunts of that kid who used to scream at her "Flat as a board and never been nailed." She hated that kid and hoped he was celibate and not by choice either. The experience had made her bitter and self-concious. But then she smiled at how she'd gotten him back with her venomous tounge. He had deserved everything he got and she was proud of herself for doing it to him.

Changing back quickly into her work garb, she exited the dressing room, dress in hand, at lightening speed headed in the direction of the shoe section. She still had just enough time to pick a pair out that would go with the casual nature of the dress - a pair of black roman style sandals stood out at her on the display. That finished the outfit. Without even trying them on, she scooped up her size and headed back to the fragrance counter. She stopped along her way to pick up some lipstick that would match the sash and with no lineup in front of her, she once again paid for her newfound treasures. She rushed back to work stopping only to pick up a salad on the way.

Once back and seated at her desk, she was surprised to find another email awaiting her arrival. It was short and to the point.

Hiya Alice... See you there.:0)

Nibby.

The afternoon seemed to drag along but she busied herself with some of her work and also developing a plan to contact the Blackhorse management where she'd be noticed by them. She was excited about the prospects of meeting up with Nibby once again to tighten the chain around his neck a bit more swaying him to her direction. Once the clock finally ticked 5:00 she was off like a shot to the bathroom to change and do herself up. She didn't give her boss a chance to talk her in to staying late.

She emerged with bigger breasts than she'd gone in with and makeup that could be scraped off like putty, but she was happy. Adjusting her red sash she dropped her mundane work-clothes into the bag that her purchase had come in. She was off to the races.

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