When I left the warehouse, I couldn't wait to get home to tell Tess and Joss the good news. They were happy I finally found a job. Both of them were speechless when I told them uncle Joe was paying for my school. We celebrated that night like rock stars.

  The next day, I called my mom to break the news I wouldn't be coming home for the summer break at all. Right after everything happened and Joss convinced me to stay in New York, I told her I had an internship at the hospital for a few weeks to buy me some time. Now with my new job starting at the beginning of the month, my lie was getting extended.

  Mom wasn't as upset about me not coming home as I would have thought. She and Shawn Greer, the guy she had been seeing for months, were going on a vacation for two weeks in July. She didn't want to leave me at the house by myself, and she wasn't going to tell me, that way I wouldn't feel bad she didn't go. Now, she didn't have to worry and everything was a go.

  The weekend after I meet with uncle Joe, I got a text from a person named Mel, telling me to meet her that Monday for my first day of orientation. I was so nervous, I barely slept a wink the night before. Joe didn't tell me what the job was, only that it wasn't hard. Hell, I hadn't asked what the name of the club was either!

  I arrived 10 minutes early to the small shop in what I could only describe as the fashion district of New York. Fabric and cloth shops were everywhere down the busy street.

  I walked into the shop. The front window was empty, so I had no idea what this place was, or what it sold. The first thing that caught my eye was the far wall with a display of different whips and canes.

  One side of the store was filled with shelves full of every sex toy on the market. Towards the back of the store were latex masks and bodysuits with whips and canes. An electric orb with purple currents flowing around was set up in the other corner with other electric gadgets. The rest of the store was packed with risqué lingerie and role play outfits of every kind.

  There was a woman looking through the costumes, the only other person I saw in the fetish shop. She looked like a model from a nearby runway. Tall, about 5'9 with straight long blond hair and blue eyes. Her boobs had to be a DD, and without a doubt, real.

  Her flat stomach and wide, heart-shaped ass reminded me of a blond Jessica Rabbit. She finally noticed me standing there and came over. She gave me a blinding smile.

  "Hi, Abbie! It's so nice to meet you! I'm Mel Blu. I'm going to be your Big Sister at the club. I'm here to get you ready and answer all your questions. I'm so excited! You're my first Little at the club."

  Mel reminded me of Joss the first time I meet her because of how bubbly and excited they both were. "Nice to meet you, Mel." I gave her a quick handshake.

  "So today, we are gonna start light. Just a few outfits, and maybe two costumes just in case. Then we'll try on some shoes. You need to have about four different pair, and they have to be comfortable, trust me on that!"

  I heard the words coming out of her mouth then looked around at the clothes on display again. "Um, you want me to wear these clothes?"

  Mel gave me a puzzled look. "Yeah."

  My anxiety hit a high and I exploded. "What the fuck type of club did my uncle get me a job working at?" I knew I shouted and was a bit in hysterics, but I didn't care at the moment. I was about to have my first ever panic attack right here in this sex shop.

  Mel grabbed my shoulders and turned my back towards the door. She kept pushing me until we reached a small cafe at the end of the block. Mel pushes me into a chair outside and told me to sit tight.

  She came back a few minutes later with two cups and handed one to me. I didn't care what it was inside, I needed something to get me out of the haze I was currently in.

  When I felt myself finally calming down, I gave Mel a sheepish grin. "Thank you."

  "Don't mention it. Tell me what you meant back in the store."

  "My uncle Joe got me the job. I didn't ask, and he didn't say what it was. So walking in there kinda threw me in for a strange loop."

  Mel started laughing. "If that threw you in for a loop, the rest will make you wanna jump from Niagara Falls."

  Well, that sounded lovely. "What's the rest?" My voice shook with nerves.

  "Honey, you are the newest gem at Sinful Delights. A members-only sex club where all your fantasies come true." Mel finished with a wink.

   A sex club! Well, that is definitely not one of the jobs the girls thought of for their list. "What's my job at this.. club?" Dear God, I couldn't even say the word sex!

  "You work on the Wonderland floor with me. Down The Rabbit Hole. It's the best job in the club."

  "And what duties does that entail?" I could guess what they were, but for once, I wanted one plus one to equal two with someone explaining it to me.

  "Well, we get our assigned booth for the night when we arrive on Friday. Once the club opens, you just relax and feel. I guarantee it's like nothing you've ever done before. Every time is more out of this world than the last!"

  Just to recap, my uncle got me a job at a sex club to be a new plaything, and people were going to use me for sex. How lovely. I put my head in my hands and groaned. Mel instantly tried to make me feel better.

  "Hey, I promise it's not that bad. It's actually a lot of fun, and even more fun for us, trust me. Try it once, and if it's not for you, I'll tell the boss to move you somewhere else. Live a little, I won't let you down."

  My mom's words came back to me at that moment. When it was my time to choose, don't choose wrong. I didn't know what to do. I've always been cautious in my life, but Trevor still turned it upside down. Maybe it's time I did live a little. What's the worst that could really happen? "Okay, I'm in."

  Mel jumped from her chair, dancing and clapping in excitement. "Come on then! Let's go get some shopping done, sis!"

  When Mel was finished with me, I had three new lace bra and panty sets. One white with pink stripes, one was black with red pinstripes, and the last was a deep blue. Mel said it made my eyes pop. All three had a matching garter belt, and thigh high stockings with seams in the back to go with them.

  Mel took me to Jimmy Choo and Louboutins next for my heels. I'd always dreamed of owning a pair of the fuck me stilettos, but with Mel's credit card, she bought me two of each.

  After we finished, we made plans to meet that Friday at a salon for my second day of orientation. I kept my bags in the trunk of my car, where the girls wouldn't see them and ask questions.

  When I got home that night, both girls asked me what my new job was like. There was absolutely no way I was going to tell them the truth. They wouldn't believe me anyway, who would, really?  So, I lied and told them I was waitressing which, they thankfully bought.

  That Friday, I met Mel at the salon and spa we agreed on. When I walked in, she wasn't there yet. I went up to the receptionist and gave her my name.

  That woman started beaming at my name. "Abbie! Mel told me everything we need to do already, so let's get started." She waved me forward to follow her.

  "Is Mel not coming?" I was nervous about being here and what Mel could have told them to do with me.

  "Mel will be here in about an hour. Don't worry, she trusts me, so you can too. I promise I won't fuck anything up."

  I followed the woman into the spa part of the salon. She lead me into a room with a masseuse table. "Go on and get undressed. There is a blanket on the bed for you to cover up with." She closed the door without saying anything more.

  I'd never had a massage before. Mel deserves a special treat for this thoughtful surprise!

  Thirty minutes later, smoother than a newborn baby's ass. I was going to kill Mel Blu as soon as I saw her! My amazing massage was actually my first fucking waxing! No women should ever have to go through that pain!

  When I came back to the front of the salon, Mel was waiting for me in her own salon chair. She was getting her hair foiled, so I couldn't jump on her right then. I didn't want to mess up the stylist's work.

  "Feeling as fresh as a baby?" Mel asked with a wink.

  "I'm just fucking grand, Mel." I grumbled as I got comfortable in the beautician's chair.

  "Well, just relax and get ready to be pampered, the hard part's over now." Mel said while still chuckling.

  I took her advice and closed my eyes. They colored and styled my hair in waves like a model from the pin-up era. My makeup was flawless, giving my skin a soft glow. While my eyes popped with the black outlining them. They gave me a mani-pedi, painting my nails a royal blue at Mel's request.

  When the team was finally done with me, they let me look in the mirror for the first time. The woman looking back at me wasn't me, she was a dark haired goddess. The entire package was upgraded to the point of not even being the original model anymore.

  Mel came up behind me, squealing in excitement. "Just what I imagined! You are smoking hot, girl! What do you think?"

  "That can't be me." I said, whisper pointing at the woman looking back at me in disbelief.

  "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and that's a lot to behold, babe. You ready to knock 'em dead next weekend with the new Abbie?"

  Mel was right. That wasn't me anymore, but the new Abbie standing in her place could do it. The new Abbie was confident, sexy, and worthy of all the looks sent her way. I was going to own it for all it was worth.

  I gave myself another once over in the mirror and smiled. "Abbie Black is ready for anything."

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