Stephany waved at Jacob as he walked home then turned to Maddilyn. "So are we still going shopping?"
Maddilyn nodded with a bright smile. "Yep but first...let's get some decent clothes on."
Stephany smiled in agreement and they headed towards her house. Slipping inside, She had a quick shower while Maddilyn raided her wardrobe. When she returned she found Maddilyn had chosen an outfit for her consisting of a faux leather pencil skirt that barely made it to mid-thigh that Stephany had completely forgotten she had, teamed with a purple tank top, a leather biker jacket that belonged to her mom and a pair of stylishly "ripped" leggings with the heeled boots she had bought when shopping with Tina the week before. Once dressed, Stephany blushed at the look it gave her and was ecstatic that her special panties she had bought hid everything from showing as Maddilyn wouldn't leave the room.
Maddilyn for her part went onto her phone and arranged appointments that night for la boutique. The salon was one of the most exclusive in the city but using her parents' names she managed to get them both appointments that night.
When Stephany was ready with a cute over the shoulder bag, they made their way to Maddilyn's home. Stephany followed her new friend as they slowly walked into steadily more affluent neighbourhoods until finally, they entered Oak row.
Oak row was a long road with high walled mansions on either side, each one belonging to the mightiest movers and shakers in town. Even the mayor owned a house on Oak row and as the girls walked past secure gates, under the view of cameras and even under the watchful glare of a security guard, Stephany found herself getting more and more nervous. Soon Maddilyn stopped outside a gate and swiped a passcard over a reader and stepped back letting a camera see her.
"Miss Maddilyn." said a cultured voice, sounding tinny from the tiny speaker built into the scanner. "Who is with you, Miss?"
"She is a new friend Bernard. Now please open the gate and begin a shower," demanded Maddilyn, revealing a hint of the old queen bitch in her tone.
The speaker clicked and the gate opened with a rattle revealing a huge modern 3 story mansion of clean white floors and open blackened glass. A long gravel path led up to the house surrounded on either side by a wide green expanse of grass. Maddilyn wasn't phased as she strolled up the path but Stephany was in awe and walked up at a slower pace. Reaching the front door Maddilyn called back and Stephany hurried to catch up.
When Stephany caught up, Maddilyn opened the front door and was met by a young woman in a professional-looking black suit with a white blouse and under her pant legs was a pair of towering stilettos with what looked like solid steel spikes for heels. Her hair tied back into a ponytail and her face was immaculately made up in neutral tones. The final feature was a pair of white silk gloves. The suit also hugged her delicate curves and Stephany tried not to stare. The woman bowed low at the waist as Maddilyn passed.
"Your shower is warming up, Miss Maddilyn." said the woman with a strong posh English accent flavouring her voice and Stephany felt her femcock stir even more in its satin cage and made her bite her lip to try and control her arousal. She took Maddilyn's bag without comment as she passed then stood up straight. Stephany made the mistake of looking into her eyes and saw one grey and one blue eye staring back at her. The difference made the butler seam unearthly and Stephany couldn't help but gulp back a little in fear.
"You may wait in the waiting room." said the butler dismissively before leading her to said room. The journey was swift, passing by large modern rooms filled with artefacts and portraits. Soon Stephany was sitting nervously on an ultra-clean looking white couch with a glass coffee table. Everything gave off a sterile feel which Stephany found off-putting. She lasted 5 minutes before she stood up and walked around the large room. She found on a side table behind the door a few pictures and magazines. Picking up the magazines she found 1 was for a medical journal extorting the radical treatments pioneered by Dr Augustis Jones with a handsome looking older man with greying temples but otherwise full head of dark hair, piercing blue eyes, a long aquiline nose and a square jaw. The other 2 were modelling magazines both showing an attractive blonde woman with large expressive brown eyes and full pouty lips wearing an elegant evening gown on one, the other showed her in far less clothing but tastefully curled up to not show everything. Stephany put the two back down until she spotted a small photo on the side table showing them both dressed for a wedding with cherry blossom petals being flung around them by party guests. Suddenly the penny dropped in Stephany's head and she realised whose house she was in. She felt a panic rise in her throat as she tried not to think about two of the most well off people in the world and she was sitting in their home.
It was around this time that Maddilyn reappeared much to Stephany's relief. She was now dressed in a flared red and black mini skirt, a designer corset top festooned with zips and buckles along with knee-high boots giving her a distinct sexy goth taste. Her hair had lost some of the frizz but still looked wild and barely tamed as it was tied into a ponytail behind her.
"So how do I look?" she said with a grin as she turned arms wide showing off her look.
"Stunning," said Stephany, smiling. "But there's something I wanna ask?"
"Well can you save it until we are in the car?" asked Maddilyn before walking away forcing Stephany to run to catch up. Soon the girls entered a brushed steel lift that barely shook as it took them down to the garage. The doors opened to a well-lit garage where 4 very expensive cars sat under neon lights and one sat just before the lift. An expensive, gunmetal silver BMW with the female butler from before standing beside an open door. Stephany could feel herself blushing as she caught her mismatched eye when she entered the rear seat with Maddilyn.
Stephany waited till the car was moving before she spoke up. "So...I found some magazines about your parents?"
"Huu...ooh those," said Maddilyn and Stephany could see a faint blush fill her cheeks. "Well Yeah. My mom is a world-famous model who flys around the world to be in pictures or walk on catwalks and my dad is a famous plastic surgeon to the stars. How else do you think I got a boob job for my sweet 16th."
"Must be nice having such parents," muttered Stephany.
"As if." snorted Maddilyn. "They are never home and I barely see them. I was raised by a nanny that was fired when my mom found out she and my dad were fucking behind her back. Whenever I do see my mom she's always criticizing my clothing or my weight. Then my dad is constantly asking if I want some sort of facelift or boob job." Maddilyn sighed and continued with a tired voice. "Honestly it just gets annoying."
Stephany sat back and thought about how a life so free yet so devoid of parents, could be and found herself brooding over what that would be like while Maddilyn relaxed by her side and tried not to let the loneliness get to her. The silence was only broken when they arrived at the mall. Maddilyn smiled and Stephany giggled as they left the car and headed into the high-class salon.
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It was well past 10 pm by the time Maddilyn dropped off Stephany weighed down with a mountain of bags at her house. She struggled up the path and used her key to get in only to be met by her mother.
"And what time do you call this!?" called her mother angrily before seeing her daughter.
