The Butterfly House

[ARaynes]

Nina

Nina seemed to look the girl over. It was a few moments before she spoke, but she stood and circled the girl.

"Please stand for me and remove your clothes." She smiled, watching.

"What?" The girl asked, not angrily, but more frightened.

Nina smiled, "Don't worry. You are safe here. We require pictures of our clients here. Don't worry, you won't have to show anyone these pictures, it is purly for your safety and to ensure that you have the fantasy you wish. My name is Nina. I am owner of Butterfly House. I have seen many women come in with many different fantasies. There isn't one I haven't heard. From animals to daddy fetishes."

She took the girls hands and stood her up. Her face was inches away from Tiffany's. "You wish to have a woman, as men have had you. Yet, you want to be dirty, not the good girl you are. That is for sure."

Her lips, softly pressed against Tiffany's. Pulling away she said, "I can give you what you wish. Everything you desire is here. Just say you want it and it is yours. Did you like the kiss? It is yours to keep, a first kiss. Any questions, my dear Tiffany, before we begin?"

 

[Jeselynn]

Jeselynn

Standing up i look at the key handed to me.

Smiling i walk up the stairs to my room and unlocked the door.

Placing my bag on the floor next to the window seat. I sat down in an looked out the window... Picking up the phone i called the service desk and spoke to the clerk, 'Hello, I am ready to have a woman and a man. Are they ready? I look forward to my nightly bath in the spa room please have them meet me there.'

I removed my dress and grabbed my thin gown from the bag.. pulling it over my smooth white skin, it's black contrast made my skin paler. The front and bodice of lace is smooth and hugs the curves of my breasts. cut to a low V revealing my cleavage to my bellie-button

 

[rick_j21]

Ian

Ian fielded the call from the guest. She was a regular guest in The Butterfly House. I knew Nina liked her business. Jeselynn was one of the most exquiste of the clientel and I knew Nina had a desire for her. I quickley flipped through the book and found Jeselynn's profile.


"Miss Jeselynn I will have to speak with Ms. Nina and make sure we have your playthings tonight. I will make sure that you do personally but we are a little short on staff lately. Ms. Nina has been trying to recruit new employees. Several very hot men and gals have come in for appointments. Ms. Jeselynn as you know Madam we only hire the best the world can offer. "


I continued to make small talk with her over the phone knowing this was okay. She was one of the few clientel that I had a friendship with. Even though I knew my place here was to serve and not to be served. I so wanted to keep Ms. Nina's clients happy. My eyes glued to the photos of Jeselynn as I put the phone back on the hook and rang the buzzer for Ms. Nina letting her know her clients request.

 

[gystex]

Tiffany was stunned - this was all happening so fast! And her lips positively burned from that brief but electric kiss. Her first lesbian kiss. If she'd had any doubts as to her preferences before, they vanished at that moment.

But still, to get undressed, right now, right here? And for cameras, no less? This was completely unexpected. "I thought this was going to be more of a getting-to-know-you session," she said in a trembling voice. "I mean, of course I knew I would be undressing eventually, but I didn't expect this!"

"If I am to understand you sexually, I need to see your body," Nina says. "I am getting to know you. You may safely trust me, the confidence of the Butterfly House has been unshaken for ten years."

Tiffany nodded. She had come this far, she couldn't back out now. Especially with that kiss, that incredible kiss, still tingling on her lips. She had to have more! And if taking off her clothes was the next step to getting more, then so be it.

Slowly, she began to unfasten the buttons on her silk blouse. Her fingers had to be forced to make each move, and to reach the bottom took nearly a full minute. Nina waited patiently the whole time, silently watching, until the blouse slid to the floor.

It was there that Tiffany felt her courage falter. She wanted desperately to continue, but found that she just couldn't. She was about to give up and run, but something stopped her. It was Nina, really. She seemed so potent, so powerful, so beautiful. Draw strength from her, Tiffany thought, and looked into those intense eyes.

Tiffany wondered if it would be Nina herself who made love to her for the first time. Perhaps she would be given to an employee who Nina judged a close match for her desires. Either way, Nina was here now, and Tiffany could focus on her. Do ths for Nina, Tiffany thought as she sneaked the zipper on her skirt down. She is your lover. You are her little slut. She wants to see your body, and you will show her, because you are her slut. The skirt slipped to the floor, revealing a pair of long, perfectly toned legs (Tiffany could thank her personal trainer for those).

The next step required even greater courage. Tiffany closed her eyes and remembered the kiss, the hot, powerful kiss. Her first real kiss, a kiss from a woman. She unclasped her bra and let it fall. Her breasts were little more than hand-sized, but her nipples were large and wide, and since she had tanned in her bikini the day before, they stood out in white against her darker skin.

Only one barrier yet remained. Taking a deep breath, Tiffany slid her panties down her legs in one smooth motion, kicking them aside as they hit the floor. There she stood, bared in more ways than one - she had shaved her pussy clean the night before, and it, too, shone in white thanks to her bikini tan.

She dared to look Nina in the eyes. "Can I ask a question?"

"Of course, Tiffany."

Tiffany swallowed. "Do you like my body, Nina?"

 

[ARaynes]

Nina

Nina smiled and began to answer right as the buzzer rang. "Excuse me just a moment." She said, reaching over to hit the button. "What is it?"

"Sorry, but our client would like to know if she has people available." The voice, obviously Ian's called out to her.

"Just a moment." She said toTiffany before stepping ever so slightly out the door and leaning over to Ian. "I have a client. Could you please handle this matter. I know you can give her the company she asks for." She smiled before walking into the office once again.

Tiffany stood there, naked, yet trembling all the while. Nina walked over to the girl and put her hands on her shoulders. "Yes, I like your body very much. You are a beautiful girl. There is no reason for your insecurities."

This time her hands slid down her shoulders, to her breast, cupping each one as to weight it. "These are beautiful. A pride you must have in them." She smiled, before moving her hands up to Tiffany's face. She cupped her cheeks, before kissing her one last time, slowly, adding a little tongue.

Pulling away she smiled. "I don't usually have any contact with the clients except setting up their wishes. You must forget me. I am looking unsusscessfully for love, so I can not give in to my lustful desires, or I shall never find it."

She reached for the camera, going back to being professional, "Please tell me a bit about yourself." She said before snapping the frontal picture to go into her books. She walked around to the back of the girl, saying, "Like how your growing up was. I am to understand your mother was a client here." She snapped the second picture. "You may also put your clothing on now if you wish."

 

[soliloquy]

MaryAnne

She moaned in desire as he touched her, blew hot breath into her belly button. He began to insert his cock in her pussy. She shook a finger at him. "Patience, my strong man." She grabbed into the sidedable's drawer and pulled out a Trojan. "We don't go into the trenches without a helmet."

He had skill, she could tell. They would definitely have to work on his use of language. While some women wanted that, others wanted romance, a poet of sorts. But that would not be difficult. They would also have to work on the art of patience. The art of putting your client's desires before your own.

But he did have her moaning like a cat in heat. She smiled and tore the package open. "You or me, soldier?"

 

[Horny Hawk]

Dylan slowly slipped the condom on and then contineud to insert his young cock into her pussy. I'm gonna fuck you so hard, harder then you have ever been fucked before, and you are gonna love it! He shoved his cock in and began thrusting back and forth shoving his young manhood deeper and deeper into her pussy. She moaned and yelled with pleasure, and then he pulled her off the seat and had her rap her arms and legs around as he held her up with his strength. He then cummed so hard she fell to the seat yelling with pleasure. He pulled his cock out and said "I know you liked that" "I can go all night, just ask miss"

 

[soliloquy]

MaryAnne

MaryAnne squealed, more from fear of falling than anything. Was he a good fuck? Yes. Was he a good lover?--capable...very very capable. And trainable. SHe would have fun breaking this one in. And, if he turned out to be resistent to learning the ways of a Cassanova, then they would just have to restrict him for some of the less romantically inclined women.

"That will do for now. Get dressed, and work with the receptionist to set up four training sessions. One hour each." She began dressing as he stood, apparently unsure what to do.

"Dylan, get dressed and see the receptionist. You're hired."

He gathered his clothes and dressed. She was slipping on her jacket as he was leaving. "And Dylan, you ARE a good fuck." She only hoped she could turn him into a great lover.

She walked out of her office and rounded the corner to Nina's office. Nina'll love this story, she thought. She opened the door, just a crack to see Nina caressing the breasts of a lovely woman. She closed the door again. It would have to wait. She went to check and see if Jesselynn's fantasy was prepared and ready to go. Back to the grind, she punned to herself, back to the grind.

 

[Horny Hawk]

Mary Ann was walking down the hall towards jesselynns room, when she saw dylan heading towards her. He stopped her.

Can I ask you a question?

"Are you single and if you are would you like to be my vip for tomorrows wrestling event, i am in the main event and i have one front row seat and noone to take. It doesnt have to be a date, but i dont really know anyone around these parts."

 

[soliloquy]

MaryAnne

MaryAnne smiled at him sweetly. Nina would kill her. But who could let a poor puppy wandering a new place without a leash?

"Well, it can't be a date, because now i am your boss...but I would enjoy a show of raw animal strength against raw animal strentgth." Men in little clothes flexing muscle...what could be better. Jeez, she was really starting to think like a man--with her crotch.

"Leave a time and place that I can meet you, and I will do my best to be there...should I bring anyone, or come by myself?"

She waited for his answer, impatient to get back to business.

 

[Horny Hawk]

bring anyone you want, and for meeting, i can pick you up here, i have a limo, since im in the main tonight, im going for the world title, o and for time, like 7-30, tomorrow. Sorry if it was an awkward thing to ask, you dont have to come if you wouldnt want to, i just didnt know who else to ask....

 

[soliloquy]

MaryAnne

MaryAnne looked over her appointment book. Looked like fun. Probably couldn't get Nina to come, but who knows...could be as fun as a strip club. She wrote her address on a slip of paper. "Have the limo pick me up at my house. Wouldn't want it to look like it's an escort service." She laughed at the irony. "I really must go now, Dylan. It has been nice."

MaryAnne headed on to find Ian. Hopefully he had taken care of Jessalyn. She also hoped that Felicia had come in. She was scheduled to fulfill Jesalynn's fantasy as well, but her reliability was getting shaky. She had been written up twice and one more no show...she would be fired.

Well, if no one was here to complete Jesalynn's fantasy, she or Nina would have to do it. It wasn't like it hadn't happened before. But, it sure would be nice if one of the female employees would show up...OCC: hint, hint, readers IC: She walked up the stairs to find Ian.

 

[Horny Hawk]

Dylan laughed with pleasure his plan had worked. He watched Mary Anne walk away with a large gring on his face.

"Hopefully ill get a "reward" fro my perfomance" he whispered to himself. He then walked away laughing with his head held high. He went to the reception desk and told the lady he had to schedule a appointment with mary anne for "training" after he did this he went and sat down in one of the comfortable coaches and relaxed, thinking about Mary Anne.

 

[gystex]

Tiffany Royce

Tiffany was speechless. The way this woman had touched her, the way Nina had made her entire body tingle… well, it was easy for Nina to tell her to forget, but another thing entirely for Tiffany to do it. One might just as well ask her to stop breathing. Tiffany was far too unskilled in the art of seduction to even hope of someday laying down with Nina, but once aroused within her, the desire couldn’t be that easily quenched. I want you so badly, Nina,, Tiffany thought to herself. Maybe someday, when you find your true love, or when you fail to find him – or her – I will still be here, and I can know your touch again…

She shook herself. Tiffany realized she was still standing there, naked, probably looking a little foolish by now. She quickly pulled her panties back on and resumed the rest of her clothing, taking just a moment to reflect before she slipped her breasts back into her bra. She said they were beautiful, Tiffany thought with a smile. I never knew they were anything special. It felt so good when she held them for me… imagine what it would feel like if she kissed them…

Again, Tiffany had to shake herself back to reality. It would do her no good to keep fantasizing about Nina, who had made it very clear that she herself was off-limits. She had probably gone further than usual in the kisses and caresses she had given just now. If it had been to set Tiffany at ease, it had succeeded in one way – Tiffany was now prepared to tell Nina anything.

She realized that Nina was, in fact, waiting for an answer. “There isn’t much to tell about me,” she began. “I’ve led a pretty sheltered life. I was born here, raised with private tutors and trainers. Whenever we went out, I was kept protected by a staff of bodyguards. That’s the way it was until I was fifteen, when I went off to boarding school in England for two years. That was when my parents’ marriage was going sour, and I think they wanted to protect me from it. In fact, I imagine that was when my mother started coming here. I really don’t know, she certainly never discussed it with me. Actually, I suppose she might still be coming here – I’d rather not know.

“Boarding school was… difficult. Not for the classes, with private instruction I was actually way ahead of the rest of the class. It was just that I was suddenly surrounded by other girls, some of them really pretty, and I was so frightened that they might find out about me. I knew enough by then to know that most people thought my… preferences… were wrong. There were some whispers among the girls that it was going on, but I never dared to pursue it.

“Then there was one night, the winter dance in my second year. The boys’ school from across the stream was invited, it was all chaperoned, of course. They all wanted to dance with me – well, a lot of them did. I tried, but my heart just wasn’t in it. I just didn’t want to be with them. They all showered me with compliments, told me I was pretty, but I didn’t care what they thought, so it meant nothing.

“I guess it made the other girls jealous. The problem was, for some reason, all the boys wanted me. I don’t know why, maybe they really meant it when they said I was pretty. I suppose if I had just picked one and gone through the motions, the rest might have left me alone and the other girls wouldn’t have gotten so jealous. But what good is it to be able to have any guy you want, if you don’t want them?

“That’s when the rumors started,” Tiffany continued. “The girls called me slut, whore, bitch, they said I was doing a different guy every night, that my whole innocent image was a front, that sort of thing. And they were always so nice to each other – they used to compliment one other, saying how pretty someone’s hair looked or how nice somebody else looked in her new dress. But no one said anything like that to me. I guess that’s why I thought I was nothing special. The boys still said I was pretty, but their opinions didn’t matter to me.”

You’re rambling, she thought to herself. Nina doesn’t have time to listen to your entire life story. Just wrap it up.

“Then I came home. Back into protective custody. I guess some of the rumors must have reached my parents, because I was kept under closer watch than ever. I even started going through their personal things so that, if I had to, I could blackmail them into letting me go free. That’s how I found your number.

“Miss Nina, all I want to do is feel beautiful, sexy, desirable to a woman. I want to live a fantasy, and know that I can come to a place where that fantasy is always waiting for me.” She blushed. “You made me feel sexy. I can’t thank you enough. Don’t think me ungrateful when I say I need more.

“I imagine you wonder why I want to play the part of the slut, if it bothered me so much to be called one back then.” Tiffany took a deep breath. “The thing is, it didn’t bother me to be called that. It excited me. What made it unbearable was that I was in a constant state of excitement, and none of the girls wanted me. The nastier they were to me, the more I wanted them.

“I would have fucked every one of them if I’d had the chance.”

 

[ARaynes]

Nina

Nina watched the girl before her as she dressed, sad to see her body being covered once again. Nina herself would have loved to go naked forever, but work would not look so kosher had she ran in her birthday suit all day.

"Please sit, let me tell you a story." Nina nodded, letting a side of herself show that few had ever seen. "It is a story of a woman. So kept away from the world that when she was released she wished to see it all. She wanted to experience it all. So she did. Her feelings were cast aside and her desires were pampered. There was nothing that could make her feel better except exploring every aspect, no matter how hidden or taboo it was."

She smiled, knowing that when she said taboo it was strongly suggested that it was a word she detested.

"Now, she is a strong woman, pulling her feelings back in and longing for what is too far away. I like you Tiffany. You seem to feel more than see. That is good. I want you to go shopping. I have the place downstairs in the basement. Inside are clothes of every shape and size. Clothes for costumes, for women such as yourself. Get the nastiest outfit you choose. I want you to be a "slut." I want you to come to me after you choose your clothing and seeing how I am running short on female employees I or my partner will assist you in your fantasy. Is that alright?"

She stood, making her way to Tiffany and holding her hand out. The girl took it and stood. Nina smiled and walked her slowly to the door. There she took the girl in her arms and kissed her, more forceful this time. Her tongue snaked in the girl's mouth, tangling with hers. She pulled away and said, "I will wait here for you."

She pulled herself away, straightened her suit dress and then opened the door. She watched the girl walk out the door as her nipples hardened. She was in a secret pleasure all her own at that moment. Not many had moved her like Tiffany had.

Not lately.

 

[soliloquy]

MaryAnne

MaryAnne saw the previously naked girl in a near trot to the basement wardrobe. Nina always knew how to get them in and out. She continued down the hallway, dropping another file on the receptionist's table, and continued to Nina's office.

She rapped on the door perfunctorily and entered. Nina was sitting at her desk. MaryAnne dropped into the chair opposite of it, crossed her legs on the desk and let out a sigh.

"Nina, dear, have I told you lately that I love you?"

Nina laughed as she fingered the butterfly pendant around her neck. "Well, dear, I just auditioned an over-agressive wrestler, but I think he can be tamed. And I have an interview tomorrow for a female employee. Thank God! We are so short on them, I thought we were going to have to hire the bimbo." She was referring to the receptionist, and Nina knew it. Nina shook her head, disapprovingly.

"Well, since we have a little time to ourselves, I will tell you this--you and I are going out tomorrow night. Just us girls, watching incredibly built men perform to the screaming masses."

She waited for the reply. If Nina said no, she would simply have to drag her out. Nina hadn't been out in ages, and as MaryAnne saw it, she needed to get laid. How Nina could stand such near-celibacy, was beyond her.

"Hell, we could even take that delicous looking creature you sent to the basement. What's the deal with her?"

Nina gave her the, well-if-I-could-get-a-word-in-edgewise look that MaryAnne was accustomed to. She shut up, and adjusted her position in the chair.

 

[rick_j21]

Ian

Ian sat at the cherry wood desk. After having buzzed Nina he sensed her apparent disatisfaction with him for not having handled the situation already. He looked at the bio information for Jeselynn and at her pictures. She was a beautiful woman but Ian had seen many many beautiful women at his job here. He jotted down a note and knew it was very late in the day.

Call Marryanne and see if she can introduce herself to this new guest. Also go to the wine cellar and pick up a bottle of Napa Valley wine.


Ian picked up the phone and called the house keeping department. The Butterfly House had quite an extensive house keeping department as was much needed in this establishment. Everything Nina had here was the finest that money could buy. He leaned back in his chair and reached for the phone. Ian pushed 10 and quickly an old Cuban woman answered the phone and took the request for how to prepare the spa room. Ian would make sure the wine was taken care of himself but he had the house keeper take care of getting some small eats and plenty of clean towels as well as a new house robe for Jesselyn. All patrons who became members of the House were given silk robes with the Butterfly House logo imprinted on the back of the robe. Looking at the pictures Ian knew Jesselyn would look great in her robe. Ian also made a note that Tiffany would need a robe. Ian grabbed the cell phone and made his way to the wine cellar and placed a call to Marryanne's cell. He left her a message and hoped she would call him. Ian didn't know that she was in Nina's office while he had ventured to the cellar.

Hey Marryanne. We have a new guest and she would like the tour. She left me feeling as if she thinks she is going to be a star here. Call me back and let me know if you can help me "introduce" her to the Butterfly House. I need to know ASAP. By the way I surely hope you hire some new girls. I am having trouble filling the requests of our guests. You know I have no desire to "introduce" them all. Chow babe call me.

Introduce was there code word for fuck and he knew she would understand what he meant by the message. Ian could not get enough of introducing Marryanne. He loved her but she never was allowed to see such a thing. Afterall he was way beneath her in the circle of influence of New York.

 

[Silverluna]

OOC: Another applicant for the Butterfly House?

OOC: Hi...I thought I'd try and be an employee....you seem a bit short on them... ~Always~ SilverLuna~

IC: Irralyth rapt on the door of the Butterfly House with a knuckle of her smooth pale skinned hand. Her hair was pinned back in a frenchknot, but a few gentle curls had worked themselves out around her face creating a somewhat angelic look. The rising moonlight shone on her ebony hair and made her gray eyes take on a silvery glow. Dressed in a long dark black trenchcoat open in the front so you can see her tight blue cocktail dress and black transluctent hose, her delicate feet were in a pair of surprisingly conservative pumps. This 5'8'' beauty wore little to no costmetics aside from a daub of lipshimmer and the scent of lilacs when she moved.
After a brief moment outside the House, she was let in by the not so bright receptionist who had forgotten that she was even coming out tonight!
Oh well...let it go...you have an interview to worry about....

 

[ARaynes]

Nina

Nina sat in her chair listening to the ramblings. She sighed when it looked as if Mary Ann would never finish. Once she even opened her mouth to speak, but before a word was released Mary Ann was back to talking. This made her laugh.

Finally Mary Ann finished handing the floor over to Nina. "Thank you." She said with a grin on her face.

"First off, as to your loving me, I love you too dear. If I could be enough for you we would have a wonderful relationship, but I am not. You have too much love in your heart to stay bound to me."

She crossed her legs and leaned back. "This newcomer, he knows he is here to "please" no matter if he is pleased or not?" She asked.

Mary Ann shook her head yes, seemingly not wanting to speak for fear she would talk too much again.

"Good." Nina said and then continued. "If we both go out darling, who is going to make sure that our baby keeps her head above water? She won't do it alone you know. Besides, you go out and enjoy those sweaty men. You will enjoy it more than I will."

She sat up. "As to Tiffany. She is a girl that much remindes me of me. Pampered all her life and now wants to experience things that she has never got to do in her life. A lesbian. She has never had interest in boys. As to why she is here, she wants to be dressed up like a 'slut' and then have sex to a woman. I have sent her to pick out clothes now."

She tosses the pictures of Tiffany to Mary Ann and smiles. "She does have a beautiful body. I am surprised she has not been asked yet by another woman."

"I seem to find it odd, Mary Ann. I have the Butterfly to worship to women's needs, yet my own still hasn't been met. Do you think my own love will walk through that door one day and kiss me, sparks flying between our lips?"

She looked at her office door as she said this, a sad and lonely look crossing her face. It had been years since she had been waiting. "Perhaps I should just stop waiting and live my life knowing I will be an old crone before someone falls in love with me.............If ever."

 

[soliloquy]

Nina

MaryAnne smiled at Nina's patience with her. MaryAnne had always been the talker, and Nina was just such a good listener. But she knew her banter was sometimes an annoyance to Nina. However, as busy as they were, if she didn't take breaks to shoot the shit, she feared that they would become business associates rather than friends.

"Well, my dear Nina--sometimes Prince Charming is closer than he might seem. Just click those ruby slippers, and you might find your way home, into a certain young man's arms." MaryAnne was thinking about Ian. MaryAnne was all but certain that the two loved each other.

"As for our 'baby', I think that Ian could handle it for four hours, don't you think? But, if you insist, I will have all that eye candy to myself. Shame, though...sitting by myself. I guess it never bothered me before." She had been flipping her cell phone around as she talked. She caught a glimpse of the display and noticed that she had a message.

"Damn thing isn't working!" She checked the message. "Seems our boy Ian needs a woman to help out with Jeselynn's fantasy. Wouldn't some help be nice, Nina? After all, I have an early interview in the morning."

She left the office, not waiting for a response. She called Ian back as she walked. "Ian, honey, I know you can't introduce all the clientelle, but isnt' Felice or Germaine around? No? Well, if I must. I just have to change...what is it that she wants again?"

 

[gystex]

Tiffany Royce: selecting her wardrobe

Tiffany's heart pounded as she hurried down the stairs into the basement. She could hardly believe her fortune! After so long, she was finally on the edge of realizing her dreams. And oh God, Nina's kisses were delicious!

She thought she had glimpsed someone else on the way down, a woman going into Nina's office. Tiffany wondered if she should have introduced herself, but the time wasn't right yet for that. First, she had to be properly attired. Let the other women in the house see her as the slut she wanted to be.

The basement was a long corridor, with doors lining both sides. Tiffany noticed one just behind the stairs that was different from the others, a heavy oak door with bars set in it. Out of curiosity, she creaked it open and peeked inside. She was shocked at what she saw - a stone-walled room, with iron manacles set into the walls, and tables set with whips and chains. She closed the door quickly (Thank goodness there was no one in there!). The Butterfly House really did cater to all tastes! Tiffany wasn't quite ready for that yet, but perhaps someday...

She continued down the hall, passing doors with signs like "The Cave", "Jungle Room", "Workout & Locker Room", "Jail Cell", "College Dorm", "Oval Office". My God, she thought. I guess my fantasies were kind of tame compared to what this place is accustomed to!

The door at the end of the hall read "Wardrobe". Tiffany slipped inside, and not for the first time that day, gasped in surprise.

She had thought her closets were huge! Ths place was enomous! She took a moment to browse through the racks of women's clothes. There were outfits for every occasion - prom dresses, wedding gowns, cheerleader skirts (and pom-poms), business suits, swimsuits, feather boas - there was even a space suit! How the hell do you accomplish anything in that?, she wondered.

Then she stopped for a moment, in front of the French Maid's outfit. Her heart sank when she saw it. She paused a moment. I wonder if I should have told Nina about Monique, Tiffany wondered. She shook her head. No, that was still too painful. Besides, Nina didn't need to know everything.

It didn't take long to find what she was looking for. The majority of the stuff in there was of the low-cut, high-riding variety, but Tiffany wanted something really hot.

She turned the corner, and there it was.

The outfit was displayed on a mannequin, one that looked remarkably like Tiffany herself. It had the same slim build, the same wavy brown hair, even the same eyes. Tiffany couldn't resist taking a moment to kiss the mannequin's lips. They were cold and hard, but somehow it felt rather deliciously naughty. Tiffany knew she had found her outfit.

Fortunately, it wasn't necessary to undress the mannequin - there were similar outfits on hangers next to it. She pulled her own clothes off quickly, and selected her size from the rack.

There were no panties with the outfit - but that was part of its appeal. She started with the skirt, a tight leather item that cut low across her belly and rode high enough to show the naked curves of her bottom. A red glittery belt topped it off.

Next, high-heeled thigh boots, also leather. They took a while to lace up, but Tiffany liked the feel of them against her naked skin. She noticed a line that went up the back of each boot, and that if it were tugged, they would slip off instantly. A nice touch.

The top was a black leather item that matched the skirt. Tiffany slipped it on and did up only the bottom two buttons, so it barely covered her nipples. She found a red choker necklace that matched the belt and put that on too. There was even a matching lipstick, which Tiffany applied with relish.

The mannequin was also wearing a hat - a shiny black leather one, almost military in design. Tiffany borrowed it from the mannequin and had a look in the mirror. Her jaw dropped.

I never imagined, she thought wonderingly. I never dreamed I could look this way...

Her hands wandered over her own body, touching the familliar contours now (barely) covered with these strange and wonderful clothes. The idea of touching herself was irresistable. Her hand slipped beneath the skirt and touched her moist, warm sex, stroking gently back and forth for a moment. The sensation made her shiver to the point that her knees buckled beneath her. If I can make myself feel this way, she wondered, what could another woman do?

She turned and fled the room, stopping herself as she reached the door. It felt like a point of no return. She may have tranformed herself into a hot, sexy bit of dynamite on the outside, but the shy little girl was still there.

I must, she thought with determination. This is what I've always dreamed of.

She strode down the basement hallway with determination, up the stairs, and opened the door to the main level.


**Edited by ARaynes. Sorry, we can't do the other pages addresses here.**

 

[ARaynes]

Nina

Nina watched as Mary Ann left. "Perhaps she was right." Nina said out loud to herself. "I never go out and how am I to fall in love if I never go out and visit the world?"

Then she thought of Ian. Mary Ann knew that secretly Nina was wanting to be with Ian, but he seemed to have no interest as a loving equal partner. That was sad, he was a great man, but she could not take his heart without doing just that. Taking it.

She walked over to her mini fridge and pulled out a soda. She held it in her hand before placing it back and exchanging it for water. "Need to keep away from that caffeine. No wonder you can't sleep at night." she said to herself.

She sat back down at her desk and took a long swig of her water. It felt good to her dry throat. She often spent time sitting in her office waiting. That was all she seemed to do. Wait for this client or that to show. This interview or that. Always the same.

She had often wondered if she should give the Butterfly to Mary Ann. Mary Ann seemed to relish in her job. She loved the people she met, the freedom she got and the money. Though often times Nina thought the money was the last on her list of things that she loved about the job.

But then she would meet a client of the Butterfly house and know that there was no way she could give up her baby. This house was as much a part of her as anything. She could not have children, and knowing this, well she made the Butterfly her child. She pampered it from it's slow birth, to what it was now. A thriving adolescent.

This was her child. She couldn't give it up. Not even to Mary Ann. She smiled remembering the day she worn her necklace out to the races. A woman smiled at her and said, "I love that place. The Butterflies there are the best in all the land."

That was true. Everything here seemed beautiful. From the tapestry to the bed linens. It was all beautiful.

 

[Silverluna]

Irralyth waits patiently

The trenchcoat is neat hung on the hook out in the atrium. Her manner is one of fine breeding yet Irralyth has a part of her that seems a bit.....sensual? Perhaps its lurking under her cool controlling manner?
The receptionist fluttered about her desk just outside in the hall, searching for the lost papers on this mysterious woman. No wonder why they call this the Butterfly House....she's fluttering like a bug caught in a windstorm! A slight chuckle from the visitor causes the receptionist to glance up with an arched eyebrow. Better behave myself... But the busy little bee goes back to her searching....
Irralyth studies the design of the House ...where the front door is....the stairs....She always likes to know what her envirnoment is like. Impressive....the Owner certainly has her heart in this operation....

A few words exchange between a lovely woman, who 'Lyth assumes is the "MaryAnn" she is to have the interview with, and the frazzled clerk.
"Hello Miss MaryAnn, I am Irralyth I believe we had an interview?"

 

[soliloquy]

MaryAnne

MaryAnne walked by the reception desk, and saw an angelic creature at the desk, talking to the receptionist. She heard her reply, "but, ma'am, I have an interview scheduled with a Ms. MaryAnne."

No one had told her of another interview. MaryAnne stormed to the desk. "Excuse me, what seems to be the problem here?"

The Audrey Hepburn image before her spoke tentatively, telling her that she had scheduled an interview. MaryAnne glared at the receptionist. Maybe this one could help MaryAnne convince Nina to hire a new receptionist.

"I apologize on behalf of my staff for the mistake. May I humbly request that you wait in my office? I do have to take care of a situation at hand, but I could be with you in an hour?"

SHe hoped this one didn't walk away. They needed the help, and her innocent sensuality was what many women at The Butterfly fantasized about. She imagined a Roman Holidayesque fantasy, or a Breakfast at Tiffany's public scene. Mmmm...MaryAnne just couldn't quiet the stirrings in her body. Hazards of the job, she supposed.

 

[Silverluna]

OOC: Oops!

Shit...well um....i guess cut my post to fit yours?