To Victoria's room

Steeling herself, Iris decides to stop by Victoria's room. While a small part of her is eager to see her friend, she knows she needs to make progress with Arthur and getting help with her makeup could give her an advantage.

Grabbing her things, Iris makes her way down the hall. She stands outside Victoria's room and lightly knocks on the door. Iris nervously shifts her feet, not hearing a sound from the room. Is she too early, too late? She has no idea what Victoria's morning routine is. Iris is about to leave but the door slowly opens.

Victoria stands there wearing a silk robe, slightly hanging open. Her breasts displaying considerable cleavage and her slender legs extending out of the garment that barely hangs past her hips. "Oh, Iris. Good morning. Come in." She steps back, opening the door wider and Iris enters. "I was just thinking about you."

Iris swallows hard at the comment, remembering her own thoughts of Victoria this morning. "I hope I'm not bothering you. I simply want to look my best today."

"Not at all." Victoria admits. "I just finished my own hair and makeup. I was about to get dressed but that can wait. Have a seat." She gestures to the stool in front of the vanity with a smile.

Iris takes the seat offered to her, Victoria standing behind her. They both look at each other through the mirror. "I really want to say thanks, Victoria."

"Don't think about it." The redhead insists, as she pulls her fingers through Iris' hair. "Really, it's my pleasure. Now, we really should do something different with your marvelous hair. Oh here..." Victoria pauses to dig in a drawer. "I have a curling iron in here somewhere... Ah, here it is!" She says pulling the iron out and plugging it in. "We are just going to give it a few waves, not full curls. I bet it's really going look great." Victoria smiles as she runs her fingers through the long black hair. The back of her hand lightly brushes against Iris' neck, pausing in place, Victoria leans in closer to whisper to Iris. "When I'm done with you, no one will be able to resist you."

Iris draws in a short breath at the sensation of Victoria's words on her sensitive ear. "When she is done with me?" Iris thinks to herself, recalling last night's dream. The words make her feel used but in a way that causes a warmth to grow in her chest and she shifts in her seat, rubbing her thighs together. "No one?" She quietly replies.

Victoria leans in over Iris' shoulder, their faces side by side, and the two girls return to gazing at each other in the mirror. "No one." She says.

Contemplating what she means, Iris sits up straight as Victoria begins working the hot iron through her hair. "She knows I'm interested in her brother, Arthur. Why wouldn't she just use his name?" She asks herself. "Or is she hinting at something else?"

Before she realizes it, Victoria is done and the long black hair hangs from her head in waves, looking more elegant than ever before. "Now for your makeup." Victoria instructs. "Turn to face me." Without a word, Iris complies and the redhead sets about the task. "We don't want to use too much. With your fair complexion, you don't need much. Less is more, as they say." Some lipstick, a little eyeliner, and just a touch of blending. "Like that." Victoria cheers her own work.

Iris looks at herself in the mirror. More feminine than she had ever appeared before, she was herself yet a whole new girl at the same time. She was amazed by how beautiful she really was with just a little work. "Wow." She announces.

"I hope you were watching how I did that." Victoria smiles. "I don't mind helping you but you should probably learn how to do it yourself too." She teases Iris. "Now, I need to finish getting dressed."

Still looking in the mirror at how amazing she looks, Iris watches as Victoria moves to her closet and drops her robe. Standing there nude, her round little ass bare for Iris to see, she slides open the closet door and pulls out a small pair of white panties from a drawer. Iris can't take her eyes off her friend's slender form as she bends over and steps into the undergarment, sliding them up her smooth legs. Victoria then takes out a bra and turns slightly, exposing the side of her bosom to Iris still watching through the mirror. Her breasts are firm on their own without the bra and the little pink nipples stand out as if waiting for attention. Iris wonders if they would feel as stiff in the palms of her hands as they look. Victoria turns more, exposing herself fully in the mirror, as she pulls the bra on and reaches behind her back to fasten the back. Iris eyes travel up her friend's body, to her face, and notices Victoria staring right back at her in the mirror with a wide grin. Without a doubt that Victoria caught her looking, Iris turns red and averts her gaze away from the mirror.

Neither of the girls say another word as Victoria finishes getting dressed in her uniform. Surprisingly though, the silence if hardly uncomfortable. "All done. Ready for your first day of class?" Victoria finally says.

"I guess so." Iris responds nervously.

"Oh don't stress about it. I'll even walk you to your first class." Victoria smiles handing Iris her bag from the bed.

The two girls exit the room and make their way to the school hall and to the second-floor classroom where Iris' etiquette class is located. "Just remember to relax and do your best. And at the end of the day, in golf class, don't be too forward but flirt with Arthur. Be a little suggestive and let his own thoughts do the work for you. You will have him eating out of the palm of your hand." Victoria smirks before giving Iris a hug. "See you after class." She waves goodbye and heads off to her own classes.

Iris takes a deep breath and steps into the classroom, ready to get this over with already.