Chapter Three - A Date with my Boss

Miss Lance laid on the couch watching the puffy clouds with its dazzling texture from her window while creating beautiful pictures on her mind.

She was rather nervous and excited at the same time to go on a dinner date with her boss. She had been longing for such moments so she knew she would have to spend a lot of time working on herself. She wanted to appear with that perfect look of Princess Qajar, an iconic beauty symbol of Persia.

She had invited her best friend, Scarlett, over to her house to make her over. Even though she knew Scarlett was always devoted to her work, she hoped for a positive response.

Pushing a bit forward, she picked up her girdle from the table where she had kept it earlier and wore it. She wanted to slim down her natural waistline to get an hourglass figure. She did not want anything that will steal her boss’ attention from her that evening.

At the thought of that, she heard her phone beep. She hurried to check and saw a message from her friend, Scarlett had accepted the invitation.

“Yes!!!” she shouted, jumping up in excitement and punching the air with her fist.

“Scarlett is good at what she does, she will definitely give me that glamorous look I deserve”, she said, making some funny moves out of anxiety.

She moved straight to the mirror in her bedroom to admire herself again. The girdle she wore caused a little discomfort along her abdominal region but she knew that she had to endure.

Pulling her stomach in, she tried to adjust the girdle to a different position but this made her wince more in pain. Obviously, her stomach was deeply compressed as it was earlier.

“Anything for you boss!”, she screeched, moving slowly from the mirror to her living room while struggling to take it off.

She sprawled out on her couch eagerly waiting for her best friend to arrive so they could make preparations for the evening. She stretched and grabbed the TV remote on the table, leaned back and tuned her favourite channel to keep her company.

“Ouch!!” she exclaimed, her favourite TV show, "Love Scandal" was in two hours time. She was sad when she realised she would miss out for that evening.

Suddenly, she was engrossed in the show but was revived by a knock on the door. Rather excited, she ran towards the door and opened it. She was not mistaken by who she saw.

“Scarlett!” She screamed. The duo hugged each other while grinning happily.

“Won’t you invite me in?” Scarlett teased, a smile of joy and satisfaction lit up her eager face as they went inside the house.

“OMG! Prisca! You seem to change every day!” Scarlett screamed.

“Just like a chameleon?” Prisca asked as she turned to face her best friend. "Well, if the chameleon didn't welcome change, I doubt it would have still been a divine creature," she continued.

Both giggled as Scarlett tried to change the topic.

“Come on girl, what have you been up to lately?”

“Well… nothing much, just taking each day as it comes” Prisca said curling her lips.

“Oh dear” Scarlett muttered, “Stop talking like that. Come to life Prisca! Life is full of surprises. You never know for sure what your future will look like.”

“Exactly” Prisca cut in. “This is about elevated basics, not to keep doing the same thing over and over again.

“It’s okay.” Scarlett said as she patted her back. “You know we will always dwell on who we later become and not who we are now right?” Scarlett watched her as she chuckled. “Cheer up babe! let’s get started. Besides, we have a lot to talk about.

"You have a lot to talk about ” Prisca said pointing her fingers at her, “because I’m not going to reveal my secrets to you damn fool”, they both burst out laughing.

Exhausted, Scarlett slumped on the couch, Prisca soon joined her.

“Prisca baby” she teased tapping her lightly, “could you please tell me what is going on between you and your boss?”

Prisca choked, letting out a loud cough. She was surprised to hear her friend say that.

“Okay” she said, clearing her throat. “My boss invited me over for dinner at his favourite restaurant.”

“Uh..Oh!” Scarlett smirked, “He did what?” she asked sounding more surprised as though she did not receive her message earlier on.

“Oh Scarlett! You heard me right. Stop the pretence.”

“Well you should get used to me by now” Scarlett said rolling her eyes.

She lifted up her face to look at her, they sat vis-à-vis on the couch and their eyes met. They spent some minutes glaring at each other while making some funny expressions on their faces.

“Gotta bug out on you,” Prisca mumbled leaving Scarlett behind while she immediately fixed her gaze on the TV.

Few minutes later, she returned with a towel wrapped around her body and found Scarlett engrossed in the ongoing TV show. She reached out for the remote and paused it.

“Scarlett!” she scowled, “is this not the same channel you detested watching some months ago?”

“People change.” she murmured.

“Oh, I see. Would you like a piece of apple pie or some burgers?” Prisca asked, walking out of the room.

“I’d rather make myself comfortable!!” Scarlett yelled. She leapt out of the couch and walked towards the kitchen. Shortly, she appeared with a tray of cupcakes and a bottle of lemonade.

Prisca later returned and stood there staring at her with mouth agape.

“You’re watching your weight for goodness sake. You’re not supposed to take all of that.”

Without further hesitation, Scarlett devoured the cupcakes and poured the lemonade into an empty glass and gulped down on it.

“Well check this out glutton” she mocked and threw some of the dresses she was holding at her.”

“You need to wear them consecutively” Scarlett replied while her attention seemed to be on the cake she was eating.

“You know what?” Prisca smirked as he bent over to retrieve her clothes, “this was actually a bad idea, you can leave. She reached for the door handle. Scarlett gestured towards the door and made a sound between a gasp and a laugh.

“You invited me here. I mean, you need me” she giggled.

She was absolutely right, I needed her but she did not have to keep behaving indifferently.

“Obviously!!” Prisca screamed.

Scarlett carefully dropped the tray on the table and gave out a loud burp.

“Disgusting!” Prisca snapped.

“Whatever, I can’t waste my manners on you” she cooed.

“You don’t have manners at all, you should literally stop making up for yourself,” Prisca retorted.

Scarlett smiled while approaching her, “let me have them!” she ordered.

Prisca handed over the clothes to her without uttering a single word. Scarlett looked at the dresses one after the other and handed over a black silky gown, with diamonds sparkling all over it like stars to her, she looked at it for a moment and smiled happily.

“Wear it while I bring my makeup kits” she added.

She returned with the makeup kits and surprisingly saw her friend sitting quietly on the chair beside the mirror waiting for her, she took the opportunity to tease her.

“Looks like a perfect day for being submissive to me.”

“You better hurry up so you don’t make me late”.Prisca retorted.

‘Right,‘ ‘Miss bossy was back,’ she thought.

Scarlett delicately gave her eyebrows a quick check and plucked out some stray hairs while shaping them perfectly. She gently applied a bold makeup on her that incorporated both smoky eyes, red lips and a thick black liner around the eyes. She slowly untied her hair which was packed in a bun and styled it elegantly while attaching some heart shaped hair clips on it to keep the hair away from her face. Prisca smiled sweetly as she stared deeply into the mirror.She loved the reflection she saw.

“Don’t you think this might be an overkill for a dinner date?” she asked softly.

“No sweetheart. I did not change your appearance, I only improved it. Besides, your looks are important.” She teased.

“Thank you Scar,” Prisca grinned.

“Oh, don’t mention. I'd personally go all out for my girl just to see that bright smile illuminate even the darkest corners of this room.”

Prisca smiled as she stood up and spritzed her neck with cologne. Still unsatisfied, she lightly spritzed the cologne in the air and quickly walked through the mist.

“You know that your mild fragrance could be overpowering and you don’t have to bathe yourself in it after you’ve already used your deodorant.” Scarlett warned.

She nodded in response and immediately wore her silver strappy heels. She was standing behind Scarlett, feeling a bit nervous.But then, even if she was, she wouldn’t dare show it.

“Are you comfortable in that dress?”, she heard Scarlett ask.

“Yes” she replied right back.

She reached for her purse on the table and turned to say goodbye to Scarlett.

“Hey babe! You have the whole house to yourself,” she winked at her. Scarlett sniffed, feeling rather lonely and forsaken.

“Make sure you stay calm and in case you choose your drink, please don’t go overboard.” she warned.

“Yes mum,” she snorted, “and please keep my house clean.” Prisca said while walking out on her.

Prisca arrived at the hotel earlier than the actual time she and her boss agreed on. The atmosphere was warm with great ambience. She walked slowly to the lounge with her keen eyes being quite observant.

It was a rowdy environment indeed, she thought.

She grabbed a seat and tuned in to a fairly miraculous recovery even though she seemed to have been under slight pressure. She decided to order for some drinks to settle her nerves.

Even with the loud music, she felt a degree of reluctant admiration for the waves of hedonism that encircled the area.

She sat there sipping at her wine continuously and swishing it around in her mouth hoping that her boss could just turn up immediately.