Willmar took her time to select some clothes and then walked out leaving Phoenix there.
While she was rummaging through the set of clothes there, Phoenix was hatching a plan to get rid of them.
Most of her clothes would fit teenagers. The problem was that she didn't want to go to the charity home.
Amongst all three cities, City D was the only one with a charity home. It is very big due to the numerous street children and adults. The officials of all three cities made up their minds to build the charity home in City D and pulled everyone sleeping in the streets there.
It had no special name and is still called 'Charity Home'. There were two departments; one for adults and the other for children.
Phoenix never would have set foot there if not for the fact that the old hag was once a resident there.
She was informed to always pay them a visit and send gifts as well.
Phoenix submitted to the second offer and never set foot there again with the kind of welcome address she received the first time she went there, which taught her a lesson.
If not for the guards that had been with her, the children would have pulled her into their cages and never let her out.
She didn't like children. Not that she hated them, but... children were annoying and disturbed a lot.
She never wants to have an encounter with a kid ever!
"What plan are you hatching?" Willmar asked when she finally decided to come out of the storeroom.
She quietly peeked at her friend while picking up the clothes.
Willmar knew the kind of look on her friend's face. She was planning something.
Something concerning the clothes.
'Phoenix don't you dare!'
"I want to send the clothes to the charity home," she revealed her plan with a sinister smile.
"No way you're getting the clothes for any teenagers!" Willmar angrily told her.
"You don't like kids," she reminded her.
"Plus, you send items there every month,"
"I'll drop them over," Phoenix said and walked passed her friend to the sitting room.
"You are doing nothing!" Willmar followed her with the clothes and yelled as well.
"I'm not going to argue. Just put these on," she threw the clothes she picked at Phoenix and calmed herself down. Willmar walked away to get some footwear.
She didn't care but still caught them in the air. Phoenix glared at the two pairs of clothes in her hands.
It was a black and white miniskirt with printed pleats. The pleats were white and black hung around. She brought it to her small waist to measure it there. It would reveal 2/3 of the skin.
Phoenix never wore skirts. It was only in High School that she was forced to.
Even though she used to always wear sweatpants underneath it.
There were two tops she had to choose from. One was a long-sleeved cream crop top, with a belt crossed in front. The other was a white tic-up top.
A smile crept up on her face. Willmar knew her choice of color clothes.
White was her overall.
She picked up the setup and began to put it on.
She didn't want to annoy Willmar anymore.
Willmar came down with two heels. She smiled in satisfaction upon seeing Phoenix in the clothes.
She looked gorgeous in it even without footwear. She had chosen the white ticup top. It revealed a little skin, and the colours fit perfectly on her fair skin.
Phoenix was never going to put on the crop top. The bag she had kept by her side, she had taken it and had already put her phone and card inside. It was a black clutch that would perfectly match her dress.
"Which one," she asked while showing her the two shoes. In her left hand was a black Lita boot, and in her right hand was also a black T Strap Platform. They were both stunning.
Phoenix stared at her friend and chose the one in her right hand. Willmar helped her with it and the two set out to 'All Nights Long'.
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The driver pulled over in front of 'All Night Long'.
Willmar was the driver of course. No way she would have allowed Phoenix to drive. She was in a tight blue bodycon, having a halter strap that fit her boobs very well. She walked elegantly holding her partner's hand.
Phoenix allowed Willmar to do whatever she wanted. After all, she was the queen of these things.
Phoenix only had to sit down and wait for her command.
They walked to the door where two burly men stood. Willmar winked at them making them pave a way for the two.
She was kinda regular and knew many things Phoenix didn't.
Willmar was the nanny. A nanny who cared for her child harshly.
Willmar was no child and had done things Phoenix never gave the slightest thought about.
Willmar once tried to hook her up with Freddie.
Yeah, her fiancé.
Freddie was willing to do it as long as Willmar wanted him to.
Their room at Uni, where Phoenix was supposed to make him cum.
Freddie did not force himself on her, but the latter ended up punching his face.
Willmar still wanted her to do it. Phoenix couldn't and Willmar had to teach her.
Willmar and Freddie made out in front of her, making Phoenix want to puke at the disgusting sight.
The door, if it wasn't locked would she have stood there to witness that sight?
At the end, she went into the bathroom and locked herself in there.
She gazed at Willmar, who was already catching everyone's attention.
"Let's drink something first. Then we will go and shake our bodies." They walked past the dance floor to the bar.
The bar was almost bare with only two ladies seated. Willmar pulled Phoenix to sit next to her. The stools were very high and glassy on top of that.
"Mulled wine please," she told the bartender. The young man there gave her two glasses right away.
He was familiar with Willmar and her likes. Today was a little different. He took a glance at the hottie beside her.
Maybe she was the reason there was a change of taste with Willmar today.
Phoenix got busy on her phone. She had received a text from Anna to rest very well an hour ago.
He placed two glasses and filled them out in front of Willmar. She, too, pushed one to Phoenix's side.
Phoenix gazed at her with a 'not interested' look.
"You'll be fine," Willmar assured her friend.
Phoenix never took alcoholic drinks. Willmar was aware of that and still wanted her friend to have the glass.
"Just today," Willmar received a nod from her friend.
Of all their drama, a pair of brown eyes was closely watching the two ladies who had just entered the place.