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


    Date: 1/4/2016, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: staceyshackleton, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    didn’t even stop to wonder how they knew it was her on the phone. She was beyond those kinds of worries now. “What do you want?” Her question was short, and her tone abrupt. “Well, we want you to have a good work/life balance. We want you to have something to look forward to in the morning. We want you to have a career that makes you think: ‘yes, I’m contributing positively to our wonderful society’. In short, Miss Masterson, we want to offer you a job.” The voice at the end of the phone was as cheerful and friendly as they come, and made to appear all the more so by the flatness and directness of Erin’s immediate reply. “Bullshit. Why? I lost. I’m moving on. What the hell could you offer?” “Miss Masterson, it’s certainly true that you may have lost a certain gamble of our own devising, but I can assure you that even in defeat you lost none of your magnificence in our eyes. My colleagues and I were quite taken with your resilience in the face of adversity, and the sheer bloody-mindedness with which you pushed on into certain defeat.” Erin didn’t recall being particular resilient at that time, and pushing on into certain defeat felt like the ultimate back-handed compliment. “So of course, we asked ourselves, what should be done about a beautiful, highly capable woman who had explored a side of herself she hadn’t know existed, and had emerged stronger for it?” “Stronger?! I moved city. Lost my job. Lost my whole identity!” “Yes, yes, but was it much of a life to begin with? A ...
    middling job in a frankly backwater library, based in a soulless city.” “It was my life!” “And now you have a new one. Congratulations, so few of us have a chance to start over and afresh. May I also add that the diplomacy that you employed with the police was also quite eye-catching. Perhaps I shouldn’t be too surprised since ‘eye-catching’ seems to be your speciality.” The voice audibly grinned at that last part, and Erin briefly entertained the idea of just ditching the phone in a nearby rubbish bin. She breathed in though, and regathered her composure. “So,” the voice continued, “with all that in mind, I am happy to relay an offer of employment from head office. We’re in need of young go-getters with an eye for danger, and who perhaps have experienced a few ups and downs and know how to pick themselves up.” “What, so you’re offering me the opportunity to do unto others what was done unto me?” “Oh, we’re so much more than that Miss Masterson. I think you may be surprised just what we get up to, and I can assure you that we have a constant eye on the greater good. We have one such upcoming mission that might actually help save quite a few lives, and what greater legacy can you hope for than that?” Erin didn’t bother replying to that, and simply stood staring back at the poster in the shop window, waiting for the voice to break the silence first. It soon obliged. “Should you feel that your new life could do with some gentle guidance in the right direction, then feel free to ...