Lots of clothes

Daisy led Valerie into a large storage room, stocked full of shelves lined with boxes. In the corner, there was a line of hangers on a metal rack, full of all kinds of clothing.

"How about this, my dear?", smiled Daisy. She had picked out a black T-shirt with a Nirvana logo, along with a pair of jean shorts. While Valerie definitely appreciated their musical career, she thought about the upcoming mission. This wouldn't do.

"What about this, then?". Daisy picked out an office outfit - a blazer, a white top and a conservative pencil skirt.

Valerie shook her head again. "We're going to a, uh, party afterward. Do you have something sexier?", she asked, a dash of red appearing on her cheeks.

Daisy let out a gentle laugh. "Ah, youth..", she said as she went through the hangers. After some searching and muttering to herself, she finally found something, pulling it out of the rack.

"This is all I have, dear. It's a little on the short side, but if anyone can pull it off, it's you!", she beamed.

Valerie looked at the flimsy garment presented to her - a backless, sequined micro mini dress. The fabric of the dress was semi-translucent, shimmering enticingly in the light. While it was risqué, it was undeniably attention grabbing and perfect for the assignment.

"This is great.", she smiled. "Thanks, auntie!"

She took off her t-shirt and put the dress on. It was a little tight, especially around the butt, but all things considered it was a great fit, beautifully highlighting her curvaceous form. She did a little pirouette for Daisy to show it off.

"You look gorgeous! And don't mention it.", Daisy waved her off, looking pleased. Her expression changed to one of concern. "We're not done, though! Have you seen your hair? You can't go out like that!"

Before Valerie knew it, she was whisked off to a chair. Daisy began fixing her hair and makeup, all the while fawning over her. Valerie couldn't help but smile at Daisy's kindness. It was good to be fussed over for once.

"Uh, how long are you guys going to take?", asked Victor from outside the room.

"Patience, young man!", Daisy shouted back. "He might look hard on the outside, but he's still a little boy at heart.", she whispered to Valerie. If only she knew who he really was, thought Valerie.

Once she was finished, Valerie was impressed. She had done excellent work in removing the fatigue of the past few days from her face, and her hair looked like it was out of a fashion magazine. She looked positively stunning.

While she was admiring herself, Daisy went off and returned with a pair of heels, and small thong. She winked as she handed them to Valerie. "Victor is a lucky man. I hope he takes good care of you."

Valerie couldn't help but blush. "Thanks so much, auntie.", she replied, hugging the older woman.

She quickly put on the thong and stepped into the heels, before going back into the store alongside Daisy - who tried to convince them to stay for dinner. After a concerted effort, they managed to excuse themselves and leave the store.

Valerie couldn't help but snicker on the way back to the bike. "Auntie Daisy, huh.", she said, elbowing Victor playfully in the ribs.

"Not. A. Word. To. Anyone", said Victor, red in the face.

They both mounted the bike once more, and set off towards the casino.