Down The Rabbit Hole

It's Just Business

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Looking in the mirror, 21 year old Alison studied her outfit.  She loved the full length mirror she bought at the local thrift store.  Medium dark wood oval rim framing an aged but still functional mirror with beveled edges. One can truly give yourself a full evaluation sometimes going deeper than the surface, when you are able to get a view of your whole body at once. Her eyes, for example, were incredibly fathomless, promising a million stories and experiences within their depths.  Deep Aqua Blue with golden speckles embedded in them stared back at her as she scrutinized her body.  

Right after graduation for her local community college, she had placed her resume on several hiring sites.  With an AA in Business, she was hoping to work in that field until she could gain experience and save up enough of a down payment so that she could eventually buy and own her own business.  The Night Life scene had always called to her, due to her late night tendencies.  She was a night owl and would prefer a job with later hours.  Then a couple of weeks ago she received an email from a mysterious Carol Dara who was kind of an enigma.  She was rarely seen out, and didn't mix much in society.  She pretty much just stayed at her club that was downtown called the "Rabbit Hole", which was just as much of a mystery too. The club was very exclusive and only reclusive celebrities went there.  

That is why Alison was putting so much thought into her looks, because amazingly she had received an invitation to attend an exclusive and rare costume party that night at the club and the owner Carol, had made overtures to the fact that she might be looking for a business partner for running the club.  Alison didn't know what to expect.  So she asked if she could bring a couple friends along as well.  She was surprised when her request was approved without question.  She had expected a little more resistance considering how selective the club was with its clientele.  

So that is how her best friend's Dino and Louis became her escorts to the party.  She had met them both a couple years ago at community college and the trio had become pretty inseparable since then.  They all felt a bit out of place and misfits, so they grouped together and over time created a deep bond.  

Both were handsome guys in their own way and although there was that slight unconscious curiosity about how it would be to take the friendship to the next level, none of them had crossed that barrier and they remained like brothers and sister.  

Alison had decided to go as Alice in Wonderland as a witty nod to her name and the name of the club.  She had decided to go a little more 'sexy' in her outfit because she didn't want to appear a prude to the owner, although she supposed her knowledge in regards to sexuality was a bit naive (didn't really have any foster parents who wanted to delve into the 'birds and the bees' with her) but thankfully public education required Health Class and s*x Ed.  She knew the basics, just never felt the urge with anyone yet.  But after reading the bottom of the invitation where it said: Dress Code - Anything Goes, she felt that was a bit of a challenge for her to be a bit racy.  She was very intrigued with this opportunity to perhaps gain access to her ultimate goal so early.  Become an owner of a night club.  As it was, co-owner was an excellent start!

So she had light make up on, with a bit of subtle eye shadow and mascara to bring out her brilliant blue and gold eyes, and a light lip gloss to make her full lips a bit more 'pouty' and glossy.  She didn't really need much else since her cheeks always had a nice rosy glow speckled with freckles.  Her light skin had a honey tone to it and her once awkward frame had filled out nicely through the years to give her a full curvy body shape.  Her long legs were accented with the short skirt of her dress and she wore thigh high white stockings with her Mary Jane heels.  The top of the dress was corseted with a built in white apron (with little pockets but not much use for holding anything substantial, much to her chagrin) and the blue of the dress matched her eyes.  Shoulders left bare, her soft and long blonde hair caressed her skin.  She decided on no jewelry but just a matching blue bow in her hair.  She had an innocence with a little nod to sexy with her short skirt.  

Startling her out of her examination, she heard a faint honk outside, and she scurried to the window to look down at the parking lot outside her apartment complex.  There was Louis with his blonde curly locks hanging his head out his car window with a cheeky grin and a raised hand waving at her.  He was here to pick her up and take her to the club.  Dino was going to meet them there at the club.  

A soft meow came from the area by her feet as she felt the fluffy fur of her little kitty Cheshire rub against her calves.  She bent down to give his ears a good rub and he purred deeply in his chest.  Chessi had been with her since she turned 10.  He showed up as a kitten out of no where on her 10th birthday, and just never left her.  Even when she would be moved to a new foster home, he would follow her and stick around.  Her foster parents had given up on trying to say no to a cat in her room.  

He looked up into her eyes and meowed again, and she cooed to him that she would be back later and not to worry.  Giving him a kissing sound, she reached for her white faux leather trench coat that would hopefully give her skimpy outfit some coverage until she reached the club.  And she put her ID and Debit Card in her coat pocket, not wanting to have to worry about a purse.  She turned a little lamp on by the front door so she could see when she got home later in the dark.  She grabbed her keys and exited her apartment locking the door before she left.  

As she walked outside of her complex, she heard Louis's deep voice call her "Allie over here!" He waved from his car and she headed over to his white 1948 Buick Roadster.  He was a mechanic and liked restoring old cars.  She got to his passenger door and slipped inside settling down on the comfy bench seat that was smooth white vinyl. Wearing a large coat as well over his outfit, Louis's mischievous hazel eyes twinkled as he gave her a once over and winked at her.  "Ready to go Princess?"