[Ella] The next morning

Ella made her way through the fair with tiredness in her movement. She got up from bed less then an hour ago. Sunday mornings she should be sleeping, not working.

Anyway, she got called by Amanda saying that Vanessa didn't show up at all for her shift at the rennfaire and that she needed someone to cover until lunchtime. She obviously couldn't say no, that was not a question. If you were asked a favor you had to be available. This doesn't mean she couldn't be a bit of a brat about it. Expecially if she had to go to bed past three in the morning. She was kept late to do a private cam session with one of her regulars. It was great money.

On her way to the stand she spotted a human size doll sitting comfortable on the side of a closed cart. "Dex? What are you doing here? Is this one of Sam's prank?" She approached the figure and helped it stand up. "I better take you back to the stand, wouldn't want to lose you." She took the doll on her small shoulders, Dex's figure towering over her own and made her way to work.

She hated this uniform. At the pub they had always wear a dark green crop top and a denim skirt, all things that worked well with her style. At this event she had to wear a frilly white sleeveless tavern blouse that should show a lot of cleavage that she was missing and a big poofy white shirt that felt really old. Nothing matched with her straight black hair and the heavy dark makeup she was wearing.

"Is Samuel around? He left poor Dexter around, he had leaves in his hair!" She sat the doll at one of the table, moving his arms to make him look like he was taking a snooze.

"He came yesterday, left the doll to Vanessa so she could masturbate with it. She thought she was being stealthy when she went to the bathroom. Leave him here, I'll hide it! Oh, I'm gonna love when she'll come looking for him and can't find him. It will make her soooo mad" Laughed Amy. That was strange behavior coming from her. Amanda had never been so feisty in this fun way. Yes, she was always acting hard on them, but Ella knew under her tough demeanor she deeply cared for each and every girl that worked for her. "Thanks for covering, by the way. Here, start serving these breakfast plates to that group of four. And please, behave."

She silently worked for a couple of hours, making sure to smile and show the customers all the respect they deserved. Not a lot of people that took advantage of their availability at this time of the day, she noticed. Only a lonely guy casually asked to bare her chest and stand there for a couple of minutes while he was eating. She had rolled her eyes, made a pouty face, but complied. Customers loved her bratty demeanor.

When her shift ended she decided to go look for any sign of Vanessa. If she had left Dex around she could still be at the fair, maybe in an uncomfortable situation or in some danger. She made sure to text Samuel and let him know that his doll friend was still here, quickly changed her clothes to a more comfortable pair of daisy dukes and black crop top, and made her way back to where she found Dexter.

She had asked around but no one had seen her today. Just when she was starting to lose hope, a guy she didn't know approached her. He was just an average guy, long pastel pink hair contrasting against his dark skin, dick flopping freely on every one of his movements. "My, oh my! You seem distressed, can I help you?"

She was almost going to tell the man to go fuck himself when she looked up and felt a tingle. Somehow she knew she could trust this man implicitly. Ella quickly explained her situation to the man, which listened silently and the added "Oh, I'm sorry. But if someone has seen something around here it has to be Madame Yilda. She works right in this cart. I've just finished having my fortune told by her, in fact. She was here all morning and all yesterday. You could try having a chat with her." Somehow, it seemed like it was the best advice in the world to try and find Vanessa. Without saying a word of thanks She jumped to the front of the small wooden door and opened the door.

"Hello? Have you seen a girl around here? Just about my age, brunette, somewhat tall? She was probably wearing some tavern wench shit."

"Why, welcome Ella. I really like how you are direct and to the point. For you I will do something I haven't done in a long time. I will be direct and to the point!" She could hear a voice in the dark small room, but she couldn't see anything but blackness. "No, a girl matching your description was not around here, but yes, Vanessa has been here yesterday evening. She was standing right where you are right now."

Yesterday? So she didn't even get home it seemed. "Do you know where she went? Today she didn't show up. Have you done something to her?" Ella was not someone to get easily scared, but the dark void in front of her was really unnerving.

"Keeping it direct and to the point, no. I have not done anything to her. But I could give you the answer you need, for only ten dollars." Suddenly a dozen of candles lit at the same time, showing a middle aged woman in black and red robes. "Always keeping it direct, do you really have a choice in the matter?"

Ella rolled her eyes and tried to take a step back when a trickle in the back of her neck made her stop. She could only walk forward towards the woman. She really didn't have a choice.