A familiar face shows up

Eddy and Vyki got into a regular routine as they gathered people’s information got them settled and comfortable as she escorted people back to the photo booth. It was getting so regular that she didn’t even notice when the shy blonde man in the coat came up to her and said “hi, Miss Vyki.”

Not registering that the man actually recognized her, she replied “hi, welcome to Northern deLights! We’re giving everyone 2 minutes for their photo time with Santa and asking for $20 donation to the charity if you can. Can I get a name and contact information for your photo?”

“Um, yes, um,” the young man was speaking so quietly Vyki had to naturally lean towards him frustrated that he was being so quiet, “it’s uh, me, Caroleta, Miss Vyki.”

“Right is that one ‘L’ or....” Vyki’s brain had been so in gear she hadn’t recognized her friend’s or their face without the make-up, “oh my God!!! I didn’t recognize you!!!” Vyki yelled excitedly barely recognizing her friend from the dance club and video store in guy mode.

Caroleta looked around nervously trying not to draw attention to themselves, “yes, Miss Vyki. Could we not shout? I’m um.. Trying to be discreet with this shoot.”

“Oh, of course,” Vyki says in a hushed tone before trying a comforting, “just know this is a safe and accepting place and you can do you; we don’t judge. Okay?”

“Ya,” Caroleta said with a small smile only looking slightly comforted, “thanks.”

A timer went off and Vyki took the slip with Caroleta’s name on it, “I need to go switch out guests, but put your contact info on there and I’ll be right back, k?” Vyki said with a thrilled smile to her friend as she walked over to a waiting trio. “If you’ll follow me,” Vyki said to the trio.

As Vyki ensured the previous group was done and directed them to Miss H, Vyki returned back to the table to tackle the line as Eddy was still flirting with a short, muscle-bound guy in knit top and leather shorts. “Um, Eddy, did you see where the cute uh... person in the trench coat that was over here go?”

“Oh ya, the cute blonde kid?” Eddy said slightly distracted, “ya, he asked where the john was and went off that way. Hey, did you know him from somewhere? Hadn’t seen him around before.”

“Ya, I met him at Miss Phit’s place during their Halloween bash,” Vyki answered.

“Really?!?” the built twink said next to Eddy, “that place can be a blast.” Then looked her up and down, “seems like you would have been quite popular there.”

Vyki giggled nervously, “well, I was with Daddy,” she said touching her collar, “so I focused more on him.”

“Ahhhh,” the twink said before he and Eddy resulted conversation exchanging contact information presumably for work outs.

Vyki continued to take information and take people to their shoot. However, she came back after dropping off the latest couple and noticed that Caroleta was up next, but she was nowhere to be found. “Eddy,” Vyki said to her table partner, “you seen Caroleta around?”

Eddy looked at her perplexed.

“My friend in the trench coat you directed to the bathroom,” Vyki said impatiently.

“Ah,” Eddy said as he was filling out information, “nope, not since then.”

“K, I’m going to take a quick break,” Vyki said, “I’ll be back before the next shoot is done.”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Eddy replied dutifully as he kept going, but Vyki had already taken to a quick sashay smiling to the line as she walked to where the restrooms are.

Getting to the unisex doors, only one was closed so she wrapped on it, “Caroleta, you there? Its Vyki; you’re next.”

“I can’t,” replied Caroleta through the closed door.

“Oh, sweety are you sick?? Can I get you something?” Vyki said sympathetically.

“No,” Caroleta quickly said embarrassed, “no, I... I just can’t go through with the photo...,” they replied diminutively.

“Oh, it's all in fun, and for a good cause. It’ll be great!” Vyki says. “Is this for Miss Phit?”

“Ya,” Caroleta responds with a slight sniffle.

“K, then she’s gonna love it!” Vyki said “its a great gift!”

“Really?” Caroleta said wondering how this punishment Mistress has sent her on for not being ready on time is a gift.

“Yes! Its like being a big kid again! Its all in fun.” Vyki said. However, not hearing a response, she knew she didn’t have time. “I’m coming in.”

“No, wait!” Caroleta said with fear, but Vyki had already opened the door to come.

Vyki was surprised to see her friend in cute night dress and top without much makeup. She must have had it on under the trench-coat. “oh my God! That is adorable, sweety!! She’s going to love it! Let me help you finish!”

Caroleta had already done her short blonde hair up in little pig tails and lined her eyes. Vyki grabbed her blush before proceeding to her lips. Knowing it isn’t perfect but at least softening, Vyki stood back and looked at her. Most glaring were the black tennies still on her feet. “Do you have some other shoes?” Vyki asked wondering if she just meant to be barefoot.

“Yes, ma’am,” Caroleta replied quietly, “in the pockets of my coat.”

“Perfect!” Vyki said digging through the pockets and pulling out a pair of fluffy heels. As she did, she a large clanking was heard as her keys and wallet fell out. “I’ll get that, you put these on,” Vyki said hurriedly as she handed off the shoes and bent to pick up the fallen articles.

“Yes, Miss Vyki,” Caroleta replied as she removed her shoes and socks while slipping on the pink slippers with the fluffy marabou on top.

Vyki took the keys and tossed them in the purse on the sink as she picked up the meager cosmetics Caroleta appeared to have been transporting in her small purse and zipped it closed. Seeing her friend put on her final shoe she picked up her tennis shoes and wrapped them in the coat, then grabbed her purse.

Vyki took a moment to review the timid girl’s childish outfit.

“You look great!” Vyki said grabbing Caroleta’s wrist, “let’s go! You’re up!”

At which point Vyki practically ran in her high heel boats with the coat and purse in one hand dragging Caroleta in her little girl nightie outfit in the other rushing down the hall like an odd-looking mother dragging her very large daughter to bed. With the whimpering whining and sputtering, it gave the impression that the daughter was doing it very reluctantly. Given the time of year, one could have excused thinking she were wanting to stay up for Santa if she weren’t 6 foot tall and in a club that was frequently a bondage dungeon.

Passing by the table they could hear the alarm go off. Vyki barely slowed down long enough to toss the coat and shoes at Eddy while she grabs Caroleta’s slip, “hold these for my friend; I’ll be back in a moment,” as she rushed them over to the photography door in time to see the previous couple exiting the room. Caroleta was feeling very apprehensive seeing all the people staring at her running behind this beauty looking so silly and unprepared behind a woman put so well together, so sexy & happy.

“K, deary,” Vyki said with a light pant, “here’s your purse in case you need to do some touch up and hand this slip to Regina in there. Now, the time is yours, you can do whatever you want that Santa will agree to. And I know him, he’ll do just about anything a cute little thing like you wants.”

“What about my coat?” Caroleta asks rubbing her nude arms in the tiny garment.

“Don’t worry; it’s safely at our table. We’ll get it when you’re done and then you can put the drab, boring thing on.” Vyki said before adding with a sly grin, “or leave it off and let your cuteness shine! Just have fun!” Vyki finished with a flair. “Now get in there and tell the Big Man what you want stuffed in your stocking for Christmas!”

“Yes, Miss Vyki,” Caroleta says clutching her purse as she walks into the room as the strangers look at her. She feels a light yet direct swat through her satin covered bottom as Vyki swats her before the door closes and pushes forward. Timidly shuffling to the nearly hidden girl on the side, Caroleta hands Regina her slip wordlessly.

Regina unable not able to turn herself away from the peak of the exchange with Vyki asked, “you know uh... Miss Vyki?”

“Uh, um... yes,” Caroleta replies quietly holding her purse.

“You ummm... her sub or whatever?” Regina asked timidly.

Caroleta looked at her in shock, “no!” And remembering what Vyki shouted in the hall she replied warmly with a blush, “um... a friend,” with a soft smile crossing her face.

“Pansy,” Bill yelled impatiently from the seat, “quit your gabbing and get your ass over here.”

“Yes, Sir,” Caroleta replies skittishly as she shuffles quickly over to the man in red.

As Vyki walks back to the table, she can see Eddy and some lady starting to get cross with one another. “Look lady! I told you no!”

“But I never,” the lady balled up her fist out of view of Eddy, but Vyki caught it.

“Hi!” Vyki jumps in as chipperly as she can to try to interrupt the escalating issue. “What seems to be the problem?”

“This big oaf over here is telling me I only have two minutes for my time with Bill,” the witch seemed to counter.

“Why I...” Eddy started, but Vyki had a placed a hand gently on his arm to calm him down.

“So you know our Santa, then?” Vyki said holding the chipper smile.

“Yes!” the lady started, “Sir Bill told me to come here and get a picture with him today and he says I only have 2 minutes to do it!”

Vyki then maneuvered around the table to stand next to the lady, “so, Sir Bill gave you an assignment to come here to get a picture today, right?”

Not enjoying the phrasing but knowing it was accurate, the lady replied, “well, yes.”

“And you think by insulting my friend over here, you’re going to get your way and do what you want because you happen to know Sir Bill?” Vyki said, taking on an air of confidence while slinking another step closer to the lady.

“Well, its just I want...” the lady started.

But Vyki interrupted, “it doesn’t matter what you want but what you do, missy,” Vyki said with another step her tone clearly more dominating. “Now, in case you can’t tell, I’m controlling access to Bill’s little room.” Vyki said now standing directly next to the lady almost a full foot taller than emphasizing the more familiar relationship she has with him. “And unless you want me to turn you away and tell Bill you missed your assign because of what a bitch you’ve been so he can take corrective measures at your next training session, I suggest you apologize to my friend before I have him drag you out by your nappy ass hair.” Vyki said nearly menacingly as she leaned down into the now timid lady’s face.