A lot of "Self Love"

Alice stood in front of the mirror applying her makeup, for what ever reason she felt the need to put on a bit more and darker makeup this morning. Her mind went back over the odd things she had done that weekend.

Saturday Morning after getting up, showered and having breakfast, Alice had gone back to bed and tried to get herself off watching porn of Soft BDSM with a man dominating a woman… Then she went to her ‘Darkest Fantasy’ (a video of a woman in a rubber catsuit suit being used by a faceless man as a fuck kitten and then a slut pony), but that wasn’t enough for her so Alice found some lesbian latex fetish porn of two catsuit clad nurses eating each other out while spanking and pinching each other. Between that video and her “personal boyfriend”, she had gotten herself off. And then the sounds of Miss Kole starting up her motorcycle, broke Alice out of her blissful state in bed.

Alice showered again, and went out to have lunch. While she was out, Alice found herself in a part of town that she didn’t normally go to and stopped in front of an unfamiliar store. The sign on the door read “Poe and Lovecraft Bridal” but the mannequins in the otherwise blacked out windows were a cross between Velvet Victorian Goths and the leather and rubber costumes of a BDSM porn she would watch on nights she felt really kinky. She went in and found it a very nice, if drearily decorated place. She ended up getting an eighteen-inch-long vibrating tongue dildo and a collar. But she now had a place for any of her Gothic, fetish, or just naughty needs. That night she did a series of workouts in front of her TV before having a light dinner and going to bed. Sunday, she woke up, went for a jog, came home, tied herself up and fucked herself with her new mechanical friend until lunch and then put one some movies as she got her stuff ready for the week ahead at work. All the while a nagging thought kept creeping into her mind of what would Miss Kole think of her outfits, of her?

“Clear your mind Alice,” she said to reflection, “Miss Kole is a professional, she is only interested in my work and my work ethic. It doesn’t mater to her that I have a different dress style…”

A slight fear had crept into her dreams that she was fired for ‘dressing like some Barbie Doll and not like Gothic enough. Absurd, but it had stayed with her since the screaming of ‘You’re Fired!’ caused her to wake up in a panic five minutes before her alarm.

*

Erica was three minutes early, but she had wanted to be there ten minutes early. Stupid traffic lights. She hurried up to Miss Kole’s office and walked in the door.

“Good Morning Miss Kole, The traffic light on fifth street was broken,” Erica said as she came in.

Except it was Mister Crowley standing in front of the desk looking at her.

“Is something wrong?” Erica asked.

“No…” Mister Crowley said looking at his watch, “You are right on time. I was just having a word with Miss Kole about the meeting today. Come in.”

“It is bad enough that we got the called in yesterday,” Miss Kole muttered, “But finding out this meeting is moved up to this morning!”

“I’m not happy about it either, but you are the one to handle the file Persephone. Hell they came over after you became an associate lawyer here,” Mister Crowley said as he started to pace around.

Erica got a clear look at Miss Kole, she was seated at her desk putting on heavy goth makeup. She was leaning in to a makeup box put on black lipstick.

“So what is your game plan?” Mister Crowley looked back at Erica.

“Take Erica with me and wing it based on how the crowd reacts,” Miss Kole said without looking up, “Erica, please for the love of Poe tell me you aren’t wearing any bright colors.”

“No,” Mister Crowley said, “She looks like a black and white photograph, “Is that wool?”

“Yes sir,” Erica said feeling on the spot, “Marino Wool pants and jacket set, white linen blouse Miss Kole.”

“It will have to do,” Miss Kole as she looked up over the make up box, “Let me guess, you have never been to a fetish munch Miss Darling.”

“Never,” Erica said.

Miss Kole got up and walked around her desk. Erica was impressed, Miss Kole was wearing a black silk turtle neck, a black leather under bust corset and black leather boot cut jeans. Erica was struck by how pretty her boss was with her dark dramatic eyeliner, black lipstick and red hair. Erica realized Miss Kole was looking her up and down…

“Classic Cut, the make will do, Please tell me you that are not afraid of leather and rubber gimps on leashes,” Miss Kole said.

“Miss Kole,” Erica said not wanting to betray too much about herself, “I lived across the street from a Fetish Club in college, I am use to seeing people in ‘interesting outfits,’ however, I am still a little confused as to what is going on right now.”

“Fair enough,” Mister Crowley smirked, “Saturday, a rather large shipment of raw liquid latex was stopped by customs. One of our clients was importing it to turn it into sheets of fabric to sell to designers to make clothing out of. Of course, the shipment getting blocked is a major hassle for them, so they called for an emergency meeting and Miss Kole normally handles their account… Unfortunately, they are having an event with many of their customers, the fashion labels, and the people who but the clothing today.”

“Hence the leather suit,” Miss Kole perked up as she grabbed a leather biker style jacket off her desk.

“However, someone let the cat out of the bag,” Mister Crowley rolled his eyes.

“So now, I not only have to meet with them, I have to address their customers and reassure them, that they will not be facing a supply shortage,” Miss Kole said, “I am going to need you to take notes as well, do you have your laptop?”

“Yes Miss Kole,” Erica said, “So when is this meeting?”

“As soon as we get there,” Miss Kole said grabbing her keys and purse, “If you brought a lunch forget it, we will have to get something while we are out.”

“Keep the receipts,” Mister Crowley rolled his eyes.