Girly pink

Rose kept leading Ashley by her hand upstairs to the second floor where they turned right following a long corridor with doors on each side. When they reached towards the last thee doors out towards the rear of the house Rose stopped, and pointed towards the last door in the corridor.

"That room is mine, the third from that one is Kristy's, and this one in the middle is yours."

"Why do I have the one in the middle if you both were here before me?"

"Because Kristy listens to music where the vocals are just screaming." Rose said as she opened the door to Ashley's room. Ashley was met with a barbie pink room. A queen sized bed with plenty of fluffy pillows stood against the right corner. The mirrorwall to the left stood out against the pink of the room. In front of the mirror a steel pole reached from floor to ceiling. A stripper pole... really? I have a stripper pole in my room. A white stool stood in front of a pink make-up cabinet. Rose threw herself on Ashley's new bed.

"This is so not me." Ashley said out loud.

"It's not?! Well, you can ask Daddy to make changes if you want. He likes to give good girls what they want." Rose said from her lying position.

So if I want something from him I have prove that I'm a good girl for Daddy.

"If I have to stay here, then I think I have to, this pink is hurting my eyes."

"Well I think it's pretty." Rose said, sounding a bit disappointed.

"And get rid of this stripper pole." Ashley continued.

"We all have one, so that stays. Kristy asked to get rid of hers when she first came here, but now she uses it all the time. I think Daddy may have given her an ultimatum when she asked to remove it, for she practiced eveday for weeks." Rose answered.

Noted, don't ask to remove the pole.

"Thanks for the warning Rose."

"Sure thing sis. Lets finish up here, and go see if Kristy is done so we can get lunch together."

Ashley, and Rose spent most of the time going through her dresser. It was well organised, and filled with garter belts, stockings, stay ups, knee socks, and other lingerie pieces that didn't cover her crotch or breasts. They also went through much of the make up in her cabinet, and then helped each other apply it. Ashley was beginnng to wonder if Rose had been responsible for decorating her room when she asked Ashley to use bright pink eyeshadow as a base for her. Ashley made it a smokey fade from dark pink to a lighter softer one, which Rose seemed to love. Ashley on the other hand wanted a more classic black smokey pornstar look that she usually made on herself, it made her icy blue eyes pop. She was beginning to feel as though she, and Rose were quickly becoming friends. I could almost forget that I'm a **** now if it weren't for this collar. She thought.

Before leaving Rose showed Ashley her shoe closet which was filled with designer shoes of varying colour, and design. The ones of wrong size they simply threw out into the hallway because Rose insisted that someone would come clean up. They then picked out a pair of five inch black platform stiletto pumps with welded heal for Ashley. It was the lowest pair Ashley could find in there. They looked intimidating, but they were surprisingly comfortable, and she quickly found that she could walk in them pretty easily if she put one foot in front of the other on a straight line while keeping her knees straight so her heel was the first thing to make contact, and dropping her hip to take the next step. Ashley thought this made it much easier for her to hold her weight on her heel instead of her toes. Well, this is easy, I expected more of a hassle. I honestly don't get what the fuss is about walking in these type of shoes. Ashley thought after testing them out a bit without having trouble adjusting the way she moved.

"You go girl, you're a natural." Rose praised Ashley, trotting along beside her in her bright pink sandals that she had gotten from her own room. They were just slightly higher than Ashley's own shoes.

Ashley's wide hips swayed seductively from her technique as she, and Rose made their way down the hallway again. Their heels clacking on the floor with each step.