Here we are, Alice and I, with our nicely done finger and toe nails. The nail lady did Alice’s nails at home with Alice dressed in a skirt and top and it all went quite smoothly in the end despite an early minor potential hiccup.
I had decided that for this first time Alice would dress fairly plainly, to respect the nail lady’s sensibilities not Alice’s. So I told her to dress in a knee length skirt, plain white tee shirt type female top, flat ballet shoes, no bra, no stockings and no wig or make up. As I had guessed, about 20 minutes before her arrival at 9.30, Alice said she was going upstairs to change. “Oh no my girl” I said, “Not this time, we agreed this and she has no problem seeing you in a skirt so it’s going to happen.” Alice still got up but I have to admit I shouted at her “NOOOO” Alice sat down quickly in surprise as it’s very unusual for me to raise my voice. “YOU WILL DO THIS!!!”
9.30 the doorbell rang. I decided to answer the door this first time to make things easier for the young nail lady. There was a quick glance at Alice when she came into the living room but otherwise she made out as if everything was normal. Alice looked incredibly sheepish, as I have to say I enjoyed Alice’s discomfort immensely. I know I stood there watching her nails being done with a permanent smile or maybe it was a smirk.