Jade packed her unruly curls in a ponytail and prayed her hair stayed put. She took a look at her outfit of a well-worn old-fashioned skirt suit and short heeled shoes and sighed, “I hope I make a good impression.”
She'd spent the whole night thinking of her appointment with one Mistress Ariadne, the proprietress of Pleasure Palace. Jade didn't know how one dressed when seeking for employment as a dominatrix, but she hoped she'd be able to plead with Mistress Ariadne to offer her any other job, say maybe as a secretary, or a cleaner, Jade was not choosy.
Looking at her frightened and nervous reflection in the mirror, Jade wished herself luck and let herself out of her apartment building, walking all the way to Pleasure Palace. The closer she got to her destination, the more fidgety she b
