1. Dress Off 2: Erica vs. Kimberly (Part 1)


    Date: 1/3/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: staceyshackleton, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    and saw a lot of her old life in Erica. Unbidden, she felt genuine empathy for both Erica and Kimberly at the moment. Still, on to business. “You know, Erica, it’s at times like these when the chips are down that sometimes you’ve just got to roll the die and hope for a hard six.” “Yeah, well, right now I’m open to suggestions because I’m all out of ideas. I’ll be damned if I’m going to work under her, and I’ll be damned if I give her the satisfaction of quitting.” “Right, right. So, seems like we’re at an impasse,” Stacey continued, smoothly, “perhaps what you guys need is a little outside help. Some professional assistance that can figure out a way to settle this. It’s not healthy for either of you, after all.” “What, you mean counselling? I have to sit down in a room with her, and what... talk about our feelings?” Erica couldn’t hide the incredulousness in her voice as she sank back into her chair, her lithe body managing to incidentally turn a defeated slouch into something approximating a sexy pose. “Sort of..., sort of...,” Stacey went on slowly, “although counselling is perhaps a little too protracted for what I was thinking of. You know, back before I met you both, I was in a certain situation that I needed help in, and someone put me in touch with a group that helped resolve that.” Stacey managed to suppress the shudder as the thoughts of exactly how that had been resolved flooded back to the forefront of her mind. It had been eight months now though, and Stacey was ...
    a new person - so to speak. Time to move on, time to step up. She continued. “So, there was this group; they had a couple of suggestions, and things resolved themselves, making me the woman I am today!” the irony of that statement was suitably lost on Erica, who had stopped sniffling in self-pity for a moment while her interest was piqued. “And I think they can help you too Erica. Both of you, because, you know, I’m a friend and friends help out friends.” At this point, Stacey pulled a card out of her wallet and handed it to Erica with a supportive smile. Erica hesitantly leaned forward, took the card and looked at the uncomplicated plain white business card that simply advertised a name and an email address. `Decider Enterprises’ *********** Agent Stacey Shackleton, promising future star and latest recruit at Decider Enterprises, stood in the corridor on the fifth floor of the Majestic Hotel, trying to not scratch the deeply irritating blonde wig that currently sat on top of her own luscious brown locks. The floral red dress that she wore wouldn’t exactly pass muster in a roll call of “costumes to wear when trying to blend into the background”; that said, Agent Stacey Shackleton was the kind of woman who could have been wearing state-of-the-art military urban camouflage gear and still stood out like a beacon to any man in a one-kilometer radius. She’d maintained her interest in sports after her enforced relocation, and her frequent gym visits had made the exercise bikes a ...
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