"Well, how do I look?" Mandy asked."Well, how do I look?" Mandy asked. After making the appropriate appreciative noises, Flora and Jason were turned round for inspection, and the three headed for the eleventh floor. If the eleventh floor wasn't quite the penthouse, it was certainly luxurious enough. While they looked for Billy's suite, it was obvious that something was going on, as another couple exited the other elevator, dressed in dramatic matching black and silver leather suits. They didn't have time to even check the directory numbers on the wall however, as the booming voice of their host was heard the length of the hallway, greeting other guests. Billy greeted them at the door. "Mandy! So glad you could make it!" She swept her gaze over Flora and Jason without actually acknowledging them, and herded them all into the main room. Jerry was serving drinks in a vinyl or perhaps patent leather maid's uniform, although with his mustache, he had little chance of passing for a woman. Besides, his face was devoid of makeup, and it looked as if someone had plopped his somewhat unkempt wig on as an afterthought. Jason inspected the room, sampling a few canapes in the process. A small dais had been set up at one end of the room. He noticed that the air was somewhat chilly too, and commented on it. "Yep! Sure is!" Billy expounded at top volume, although the background music from a portable stereo wasn't that difficult to talk over. When she spoke, lungs heaving, her more than ample figure bounced within a tight rubber sheath dress that looked as if it might explode at any moment. |