At the salon, upon my entrance, I'm whisked away to the back, where they strip me down to underwear. They give me a robe and a glass of champagne, and they get to work. I was plucked, waxed, washed, blowdried, and curled all within 4 hours. They had just begun to work on my nails when I received a call from the same unknown number.
"Yes, Andrew? What do you want now?" I ask in a teasing tone
"Alright, Khloe Kardashian, chill with the 'tude," He says, and I can practically hear him rolling his eyes over through the phone
"Your clients are still going to go through with the meeting tonight. The only change is that they want the fully private premium package. I know that this would be your first premium working; if you don't want that, we can still negotiate to your comfort level,"
"No, it's fine how it is," I say, shrugging even though he can't see me. Then another question pops into my head, "I know you guys rotate the aliases...am I still going by Angel?"
"Yes! We retired that name as soon as you left. Heaven said no one else would be able to do the name justice," Andrew says.
"Great, and the clients-"
Andrew cuts me off "They are fully aware of what they can and cannot do. The NDAs have been signed. I'll have to send one to you for you to sign electronically, yours expired a few years back,"
"And to think I could have gotten away with leaking all of this to the press!" I laugh.
"Darling, you wouldn't dare! Before I forget, your dresses should be arriving soon. I threw in some lingerie, too, Lord knows you'll need it,"
"Hey!" I say defensively.
"Yeah, yeah, you wear it for practicality, not looks now," Andrew says in an exasperated tone.
"I'm glad you remembered, but hey, atleast I still make sure I have matching sets," I say.
"Be that as it may, but you know your sets would look killer all the time in La Perla. Anyway, darling, I must go! Evil fairy godfather duties await, I'll text you the details!" Andrew says, ending the call.
Once my manicure and pedicure are done, I'm led back to the back room, where an array of dresses and lingerie sets await me. I push the dresses around on the rack for a bit before I choose a black, one-shoulder dress that has slit up the thigh. For shoes, I wear a pair of black velvet peep toe shoes
With the lingerie, I stick to my color theme of black, and I choose a front clasping black bra and a lacy black thong. For jewelry, I decide not to wear rings or bracelets, but I do decide to wear a single string of pearls around my neck.
The final part of my spa day ends with my makeup, and even that doesn't take too long. I tell them not to do too much since it's more than likely going to come off during the night anyway. The only thing I insist on having is a red lip. A woman is never dressed with a red lip.
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