After dealing with things at the mansion, I decided to head home and start getting ready for the Gala. I unlock the front door of my house, striding towards the spiral stairs in the center of the room, leading up to my bedroom. I had my mind set on taking a warm shower. Warm showers are known for their astonishing, relaxing abilities.
Walking into my bathroom, I take a towel off the rack before stepping into the warm shower. I let the warm water wash over me and closed my eyes. It soothed my tense muscles and a sigh left my lips in relaxation before washing my hair. I grab the shampoo off the rack and squirted some into my hands, gently massaging it into my scalp. I did this a second time before adding conditioner and rinsing it out.
Having finished showering, I stepped outside the glass walls of the shower and wrapped the towel around my body.
Feeling more refreshed, i walk over to my closet, entering the large room.
It took a while before I could make up my mind on what to wear, but I decided on going for this shiny dress covered in sequence, with a deep v-line accentuating my cleavage, and a slit going up to mid thigh. It was tight at the waist and loose towards the bottom that brought out my curvy figure.
The dress was gorgeous. Perfect for an event like a Gala. I looked into the full-length mirror with the dress held up against my body.
Setting the dress aside, I begin to work on my hair and makeup.
After blow drying my hair, i slightly curl the ends letting my hair flow down my back. Doing a light, natural makeup look, I paired the dress with nude high heels that boosted my height by 2 inches.
I admired how beautiful the dress looked on me. It accentuated my curves in all the right places in a very appealing way. My hair flowed over my shoulders and down my back touching just the tip of my ass.
With added gold tear drop necklace and earrings to match with a small purse that goes with the dress, I went to the part of my closet that held all my defense weapons; guns, knifes, nun chucks, brass knuckles, you name it. I got a holster and attached it around my thigh, inserting a gun and a knife that had my initials engraved in it.
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