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Chapter 6 by Zeebop Zeebop

Where Does Lois Go?

The Dressing Room

The barmaid looked trapped. Bit her lip. Lois could feel the struggle in the young woman. Took her left hand in her own.

"Hey," she said. Cradled Maria's head in her right hand. Drew her in close.

The kiss was soft, gentle. Just a slip of Lois' tongue, a gentle exploration. Maria closed her eyes. It lasted a long, sweet moment.

"Hey," the reporter said, as Maria opened her eyes. "Can you get us down there?"

Maria nodded. "Yeah. But we have to look the part."

The barmaid took Lois' hand and led her through the storage room to a small dressing room. The reporter in Lois took it in, noted the racks of costumes, all haltingly familiar.

She wasn't prepared when Maria stood in the middle of the room and abruptly stripped off her mesh top. The young woman turned around, unselfconscious, and took off her shoes, then started to pull down her skirt. She looked up at Lois as she stepped out of the skirt, and the reporter caught sight of a dark patch of pubic hair.

"I can bring you in as a barback," Maria said. "Tell them you're new. But there's a uniform code." Maria pointedly turned her back to sort through the costumes on the rack.

Lois admired her muscular back for a moment, then understood, and began to strip out of her own clothes. The dressing room was too cramped for modesty, and even if the reporter was so inclined, the big mirrors on the dressing table would leave little to the imagination. So Lois smiled and made a bit of a game of it, when she caught Maria peek. Let a nipple slip as she doffed her shirt, with one arm draped to cover her breasts; her pants took a long, slow time to hit the floor, and Maria paused her search to see Lois' round ass framed in the mirror.

"Panties too," Maria said. "It's the costumes, see." The nude barmaid held out two costumes at arms length...and now Lois did understand.

In her left hand, Maria held a Star Sapphire uniform; in her right, a Wonder Woman outfit. Yet both costumes were little more than latex corsets and crotchless panties, with "accessories" held in plastic zip lock bags which dangled from the hangers. Lois said nothing as she slipped out of her panties, folded them carefully, and set them on top of her other clothes.

"So," Maria said. "Which do you want?"

Above the dressing table mirror, the lens of a security camera stared blankly at the nude women.

Which Costume?

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