Katie

Katie and Dianne walked outside with "purchases."

"Dianne can go back to her family now," Katie said, "but Roxxy knows that a good assistant is always at her Mistress's beck and call. Give me your phone number and email so I can find you whenever I want your services."

"Yes, ma'am," Dianne replied, pulling out a Mary Kay business card. "You can reach me here." Seeing Katie's raised eyebrow she defensively added "it lets me work from home part time. When the kids are at school."

Katie nodded. Hen parties weren't her scene, but there might be a few more MILFs mixed in with the chaff, and some of the older women might have daughters worth pursuing.

"Alright," Katie said. "Run along home now. I hope your son likes the dress."

"Daughter!" corrected Dianne. "Mistress," she added quickly after seeing the disapproving look on Katie's face.

"Whatever." Katie turned and wandered off without a glance back.

As she walked home her shoelace came untied. Kneeling down to tie her ratty old sneakers she realized they really didn't go with the rest of the outfit. "I should get new shoes," she told the ring. "Black stilettos."

"Nice ass!" Katie looked up to see a bunch of whooping frat boys driving by, wolf-whistling and making rude gestures. Her eyes narrowed as she noted the Greek letters on the ring next to one waving finger. Kai Lambda Delta. She shouldn't have been able to make out that detail -- The Ring must be helping her out.

"Laugh away, assholes," she snarled as the car drove off. "I'm gonna fuck all your girlfriends for that." The Ring glowed approvingly.