"You need to dress up, but you don't have anything appropriate," Daddy told her after dinner. "We're going to Tanya's place first."
Jenny was a little disappointed at that news. Tanya was her archnemesis, as the woman she was certain Daddy was sleeping with regularly. She had a daughter Tammy's age, but didn't at all look old enough for it. In fact, when they had come over to swim in their pool, Jenny thought at first that Ginnie was her little sister, not her daughter.
She hid her displeasure as best she could while they drove downtown. They parked on one of the streets lined by centenarian two-story brick buildings and got out. In the early evening sun, it looked a little eerie.
"Tanya lives down here?" she asked with surprise.
Daddy chuckled as he walked around the car to join her. "Seems that way sometimes, but this is her store. Her apartment is only a couple blocks away, though."
Two college-age girls emerged from the nearest storefront, and their outfits caused Jenny’s eyes to bug slightly. The blonde had a vaguely goth look, except for her un-gothic makeup and her stove pipe hat. Her dress was close-fitting, with puffy sleeves, a low, lace-trimmed bodice, and a netting bow in back that looked a little like a bustle. Over the dress she wore a black leather corset, and on her arms long lacy black fingerless gloves.
The brunette wore a brown leather jacket over a green dress. The jacket had a deep enough neck to show a bit of the ruffled decollete of her dress. Her touring hat, easily a hundred years out of fashion, sported an enormous peacock feather, and around her neck hung a completely inexplicable pair of aviator goggles.
Just as Jenny was thinking she would be horribly embarrassed to associate with the outlandish duo, they halted and the blonde flashed Daddy a broad smile, declaring in a cockney accent, “Whoy, good evenin’ to yer, Perfesser Moore!”
“Good evening,” the brunette echoed with a slight tip of her head. Her accent was American, but with her words delivered smoothly and carefully enunciated.
“A lovely evening indeed, Miss Preston, Mrs. Ross,” Daddy nodded to each of them, in the order they’d addressed him. “Will you two ladies be attending the symposium?”
The cockney girl chortled. “Loydeez, ‘e calls us!”
“Penelope,” her companion stated firmly, not looking at her but using a patient, remonstrating tone. The blonde rolled her eyes and smirked.
The brunette gave Daddy a brief dimpled smile, then resumed her serious air and assured him, “We wouldn’t miss it for any reason, Professor. I take it we’ll see you there?”
“We’ll be on our way to the campus once we conclude a little business with Mrs. Tellenbach,” he answered.
“Mrs. Tellenbach” was Tanya, Jenny realized, and then noticed that the store the two had just emerged bore the name “Tellenbach’s Emporium” on its tinted windows, with smaller words beneath declaring “Purveyors of Unique and Refined Fashions for Ladies and Gentleman of Distinction.”
“‘Looks loike ahw cab’s ‘ere,” the blonde noted, bobbing her head toward a taxi pulling up behind Daddy’s car. “See yer la’er, Perfesser, Miss.”
Daddy tipped his head with a smile as the two went on their way, then led Jenny to the store’s entrance.
“Why were they calling you Professor, Daddy?”
“It’s normal etiquette for students to their teachers,” he noted as he held the door open for her.
“Teacher? You sell insurance, don’t you?”
Tanya met them just inside, dressed in a less ostentatious manner than her last two customers, although her blue floor-length dress was still very old-fashioned. From the store’s merchandise, Jenny concluded that Daddy’s girlfriend specialized in some sort of period fashion.
She answered Jenny’s question for Daddy. “He owns an insurance agency, but his employees handle all the work. He spends most of his day teaching. Hello, Darling.” The last two words were for Daddy, who gave her a peck on the cheek as she turned to offer it.
“You look lovely as always,” he told her, but she gave a dismissive little laugh and head shake.
She rebutted, “You know very well this is just my work outfit, Joseph. I try not to outshine my customers.”
“Like those two we just saw?” Jenny asked.
Tanya rolled her eyes. “Yes, as mortifying as that is to admit. Gawd they get on my nerves. But they’re good customers, I suppose.”
After slipping behind them to lock the door and flip the sign to ‘Closed’, she led them deeper into the shop, stopping at a sales counter dominated by an antique brass cash register.
Daddy said, “I wish you would get along with them, Tanya. I am their adviser, after all.”
She gave him a sidelong look. “I hope you’re not their customer as well.”
“That would be completely inappropriate teacher-student relations, and I have never in my life paid for sex, Mrs. Tellenbach.”
Jenny boggled for a moment. Were they saying those two girls were prostitutes?
“It wouldn’t have to be money with a teacher,” Tanya noted with a slight moue, but Jenny began to suspect from the glitter in her eyes that she was teasing him.
“They happen to be two of the brightest grad students in the academy, regardless of what they do to fund their education. I doubt either ever traded sex for a grade.”
With a giggle, Tanya said, “Don’t be too sure. I never actually needed to, but it was kinda fun to do on occasion. Especially if the teacher was cute.”
Daddy grimaced and wryly declared, “I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that.”
She gave him a return kiss on the cheek and told him, “I need to change into something a bit more decorative for the evening. And I need to work out something for your lovely Jenny as well. Why don’t you go to the back room and change while the girls play dress-up?”
With a wink to Jenny, he left them. Tanya turned to Jenny with a broad smile and twinkling eyes. “Time for some fun, kiddo! Strip. Leave all of your clothes on the counter.”
Ignoring Jenny’s astonished gape, Tanya turned and asked, “Could you unbutton me please?”
Jenny undid the hook at the top and then began undoing the huge number of tiny buttons that held the dress closed instead of a zipper. Her efforts slowly revealed a gorgeous blue lace bustier and as she proceeded farther down, a matching blue lace garter belt.
Tanya slipped out of the dress, reminding Jenny, “I said strip. All of it, girl.”
The bustier employed hooks in front, which Tanya began undoing while raising her eyebrows at Jenny. With a sigh, Jenny finally stripped off her top and began unbuttoning her jeans. Tanya was soon topless and detaching her stockings from her garter straps.
She tried not to stare. The woman had boobs as big as Tammy’s! Jenny wondered how it was she seemed to be doomed to be the smallest-breasted woman in Daddy’s life, despite the fact her own bosom was anything but small. Tanya's looked awfully youthful for a woman with a sixteen-year-old daughter, too.
As she was wiggling out of her jeans, she asked, “Tanya, how old are you?”
Tanya looked up from rolling off her stockings with surprise. “Why would you ask that?”
Jenny glanced down at the woman’s very un-saggy breasts. Tanya laughed.
“Well, I’ll have you know I’m only thirty-one. In my book, I'm still young.”
After a brief moment of mental math, Jenny blinked. “No way! You would have been fifteen when Ginnie was born!”
She nodded, “Yes. In fact, I was. It does happen you know.” Then, with a gesture to a faint scar on her tummy she added, “There’s the proof she’s my baby. Cesarean. My hips weren’t big enough at fifteen.”
Tanya had her stockings and garter belt off and was stripping out of a very un-Victorian thong before Jenny was out of her jeans. The woman chided, “Come on, we don’t have all night!”
Note from Texienne: This is an alchemy-themed branch, but I also intend to make it a steampunk branch in the chapters I add. I encourage contributors to consider gothic and fetish flavors as well! Have fun with it!
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