Follow him

"Fuck that guy, I should go right up there and kick his ass." You mutter, the anger from earlier welling up again. Fully intent on kicking some ass you head for the elevator.

But the best laid plans, a voice calls out, "Miss, miss, in the green dress, miss."

"Me?" You ask turning.

A stunningly beautiful woman with a perfect hourglass body, tanned skin, long blonde hair, perfectly manicured nails, expertly applied makeup, the kind of look that takes serious skill is standing behind a glass counter full of beauty products says, "Miss you can't walk around the hotel with no shoes on."

"Uugh, my luggage is missing and I still haven't heard from the guy in charge." You say.

"Oh, well come on in to the gift shop we can charge it to your room. What is your room number?"

With a grin you say, "1412."

She taps her com, types a bit, then says, "All right let's see what we have in your size." She measures your feet and adds, "Please let me give you a pedicure."

Her sweet smile is irresistible, "Fine."

She takes you to a chair sits you down and goes to work on your feet. Eventually she asks, "What color?"

"I don't care, whatever you want."

"Well you are a bit on the pale side, want to go a little goth, it might be fun, a lot of models like black nails, and with your build you should be modeling."

You can't believe it as you blush, "Oh my god, stop." The instant you say it you smile knowing how stupid you must have sounded.

She just smiles, "It's settled, full makeover, on me. A present." She paints your nails black, gives you fake fingernails, also black, then brushes and styles your hair, asking, "You don't mind if I use a growth enhancer? I am thinking shoulder length dirty blonde." But doesn't wait for a reply, then yanks and pulls at your eyebrows, lastly putting makeup on your face. When she is finally done she says, "There, what do you think?"

In near shock and total amazement you say, "Holy shit I am hot."

"Language." She says with a laugh. "Ok wait here I know just the shoes. Elegant but a little funky, like your slutty little dress." Still laughing she walks away. When she returns she helps your feet into a pair of strappy black sandals with clear plexiglass 6" platform heels. She pulls you to your feet and says, "There, you look perfect."

"Thanks." You say heading to the elevator once again, but the time and experience of being made up like a sexy model has drained all the anger out of you.