Josie Gets a Mouthful

by Josiegirlc

  

" Don't forget Josie", " You need to get all the information, and make Sure that you present yourself as feminine as possible". I can't believe It can get any worse but it always seems to. I trot out to the parking Lot and hear my heels clicking on the pavement. First appointment is in ½ hour I check my lipstick in the pull down mirror in the car and with My directions drive out of the parking lot to my appointment.

In about 20 minutes I find the place and swing my coffee colored Pantyhose legs out of the car perched on my 3 inch white pointed Pumps. Grab my matching white purse and wiggle over to the front door. I Can see my reflection in the glass door and look at this white and black Checked jumper which is hemmed a few inches above my knees, matching white Wide collar blouse. Pearl necklace, pearl bracelet on my bright pink 2 Inch acrylic nails. I realize how far I've been changed. I'm not a beauty, But I look like a woman.

My hair, god, its a copper red, cut and permed in a" bobbed "style, with a Small-stacked wedge cut in the back. There is no way anyone would think This wasn't a female cut, my eyebrows are half moons and in a forever "Who" expression. And my ears have 3 holes in each side, with pearls in Two and the forever hoops that will never come out.

I ring the bell and a young male answers, probably around mid twenties. "I can I help you?" he queries. " Hi I'm Josie, Sarina's girlfriend, she Called and made an appointment to come and see THE APARTMENT ". I said This in my Minnie squeaky voice that I had to use for the last 5 years. Actually it has become my voice, I can't recall how to speak any other Way.

" Sure thing ma'am, I'll be right out, I just have to get the keys". I Feel his eyes take me in, from my pointed heels, up my shaved stockinged Legs, looking at my jumper, up my huge breasts, to the top of my permed Head.

Sarina had decided I should go apartment hunting and made 15 appointments With the super's at these complexes. Her girlfriend at work is looking for A new place and Sarina told her I'd be glad to screen out some of the Unnecessary places for her. Now I have to follow this male, who reminds me Of what I once used to act and look like into the courtyard and wiggle Behind him, sway my arm and carry my purse in the other. Using my limp Dagger shaped hands as I speak and giggle as we walk the length passing a Few dozen people, all who look at this male and the short skirted, high Heeled female trying to keep up.

He opens the apartment and shows me around, asking if it's for me, am I Married, do I have children etc the entire silly little talk that a man will? Ask a woman to be polite. I stand in the kitchen and poke around, bending Over a few times so that he can see as much thigh and behind as possible.

Then I ask him if there is anything I can do to get a deal on the rent. Perhaps some reduction, as I'm speaking I press up against him and play With his buttons on his shirt. Slowly I move my hands down to his pants And start to undo his belt. I hope that the floor is clean, my stockinged Knees touch the floor and I know I have no choice but to do what Sarina Has told me.

As I walk back to my car and look at the directions for the next stop. I Realize that I have 14 more places to visit. I pick up the cellular phone Call Sarina and tell her that I did what she wanted me to. " Good girl Josie", she is laughing as she speaks, you must know by now that I made Sure all the places you are going to visit all have male super's"."' I hope You bat a thousand, hahahaha".

I look in the mirror and freshen up my lipstick. It's going to be a long Day.

  

  

  

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