BLOOD FLOW 1995: FLIGHT ATTENDANT REPLACED- UNFINISHED

[darth chlorophorm 2]

BLOOD FLOW 1995: FLIGHT ATTENDANT REPLACED
Liberty City, Early spring, 1995.
The 12th floor of The Regent Hotel.
Flight Attendant, Paige Preston, age 32, always stays here whenever she has a layover in this city.
In her hotel room, Paige, with long, strawberry blonde hair, is almost ready to call for a cab and head over to the Airport to catch her flight.
Her uniform: A light pink, long sleeve, blouse. A dark red vest with a name tag, reading “Pagie”, over the right breast. A dark red, knee length skirt. Light black, nylon pantyhose and a pair of dark, red high heels.
Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door.
A muffled voice from the other side of the door says, “Maid service! Fresh towels?!”
“Now? They send a maid now?” Paige asks herself out loud, as she walks over to the door.
“I didn’t order any towels! I’m just about to check out!” She says as she opens the door.
A talk busty, brunette, stands there, in a Maid’s uniform. Her name tag says “Rashida”.
Pagie says to the maid, “I said, I don’t need any more towels. You see, I’m checking out soon.”
That’s okay, dear...I don’t really have any towels”. The maid replies.
Paige, “Huh?” She notices the woman’s name tag and says, confused, “Rashida? She’s a short black girl! Who the hell are you?!”
“Not Rashida! She was kind enough to lend me her outfit. She won’t need it anymore!” The fake maid says.
Blood Flow, a skilled assassin, strangled Rashida to death, stole her uniform and left the “real” Maid, dead in a closet, half naked.
Blood Flow pushes Paige back into her hotel room, slamming the door shut behind her.
“What the hell! What’s this all about?!” Paige yells at Blood Flow.
“It’s all quite simple, Paige!” Blood Flow says.
Paige interrupts, “Wait a minute! How do you know my name?!”
“If you weren’t so rude and would let me finish! I’ve been hired to get on your flight today. I’m boarding that plane disguised as you, Paige. I have a mask that’s an exact duplicate of your face and a wig that matches your hair too. The only thing that’s missing to complete the impersonation...your uniform.” Blood Flow explains.
“Holy shit! You’re serious!” Paige says, in a scared tone.
“There’s only one problem though. Your tits are way smaller than mine, girl. I’m going to have to hold my damn breath to fit into your blouse and vest.” Blood Flow says. “Some horny guy will probably notice that you showed up to work today with a set of double “D”’s instead of what you normally got going on.”
“Listen, here...take my uniform! Paige says, as she starts to unbutton her vest, then her blouse. “I promise, I won’t tell anyone anything!”
“Oh, strip for me, if you like, but I can’t leave any witnesses!” Blood Flow threatens.

[pass]

Ooohhhh !!! fantastic story, promises well, now comes the fun part, I'd like to know the details of how the victim dresses and impersonates. For now, thank you!

[darth chlorophorm 2]

Ooohhhh !!! fantastic story, promises well, now comes the fun part, I'd like to know the details of how the victim dresses and impersonates. For now, thank you!

Happy you enjoyed the story, Pass.
I was sort of making the story up as I was writing it.
The only part I had planed out was for Beth (Blood Flow), to watch Paige undress and then she'd strangle Paige to death with her own nylons. Later, complaining as she puts on the pantyhose, how they don't fit right because they're all stretched out from using them to strangle Paige with them.

[pass]

I wait!