Going to the Doctors
Charlotte dressed for the trip into the lion's den behind a closed and locked door. Partly so John wouldn't see her trying on six different outfits but mostly so he wouldn't see her carefully building a charm as she dressed. Focusing it on the heavy gold bangle on her left wrist, she built in a protective shield for both of them and an empathic one for herself. Anyone studying her would have a little trouble seeing through her facade. None of it would hold up to a real
assault; that would be too noticeable if they had anyone looking. The charm was just enough to make her feel she was doing something.
Her outfit was another matter. Like Goldilocks, the first was too casual, the second too formal. Not until the sixth did she find just right. Adding another layer of personal charm, she put on some of her sexiest underthings including silk thigh highs. Over that went an ivory linen pencil skirt, an ice blue silk blouse with gold buttons and gold and blue heels. In the shoes she actually stood an inch taller than John, which amused her.
Confident she had achieved the proper mix of sex appeal and conservatism, she presented herself to John.
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While she dressed, he paced. Al and Viv both watched him before Al finally decided he needed to help. He ended up on John's shoulder, meowing in his ear. He rolled his eyes, then pet the little monster. He wanted a drink, several, in fact. But he couldn't, not and go see the doctor.
When Charlie came out John considered calling and canceling. He could keep her to himself. Only her glare at him when he started to suggest it stopped him. Instead, he handed her the keys to his car. "You're driving."
assault; that would be too noticeable if they had anyone looking. The charm was just enough to make her feel she was doing something.
Her outfit was another matter. Like Goldilocks, the first was too casual, the second too formal. Not until the sixth did she find just right. Adding another layer of personal charm, she put on some of her sexiest underthings including silk thigh highs. Over that went an ivory linen pencil skirt, an ice blue silk blouse with gold buttons and gold and blue heels. In the shoes she actually stood an inch taller than John, which amused her.
Confident she had achieved the proper mix of sex appeal and conservatism, she presented herself to John.
~~~
While she dressed, he paced. Al and Viv both watched him before Al finally decided he needed to help. He ended up on John's shoulder, meowing in his ear. He rolled his eyes, then pet the little monster. He wanted a drink, several, in fact. But he couldn't, not and go see the doctor.
When Charlie came out John considered calling and canceling. He could keep her to himself. Only her glare at him when he started to suggest it stopped him. Instead, he handed her the keys to his car. "You're driving."