Beauty Salon Receptionist II
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Just two years ago, I seemingly had it all. I was Daniel Watson, mid-
level executive with a leading apparel manufacturer. At age 39, I had a
great bachelor pad, a BMW in the garage, and played golf at an exclusive
country club on the weekends. At work, I had a beautiful corner office,
with the hottest secretary on the planet. I hired Rebecca because she
looked like Eve Mendes?but she was actually very competent as a secretary.
She dressed in skin tight mini skirts and 5 inch heels, so I didn't really
care if she was good at her job.
Now, I am Dani Watson. I am a front desk assistant at the Hair Gallery,
an upscale salon on the west side of town. I have a small studio
apartment, take the bus to work, and on weekends?I clean Derek's
apartment. He is Rebecca's current boyfriend. My boss is Tammi; she is
only 19?but an excellent boss. I guess my life has really changed, but I
am happy...
It all started when our corporate headquarters decided to do some
downsizing. They decided to close our branch entirely. I got a small
severance package, but with my lifestyle, I needed a new job badly. After
six months of searching, things really began to look bleak. I had to sell
my car?which made job hunting even harder. And I was two months behind on
my rent...
Then, by chance, on the internet, I started chatting with my old
secretary, Rebecca. I knew that Rebecca, at age 25, with her looks would
find a job. She was very interested in fashion, so I was not surprised
when she told me that she was managing a large beauty salon. She was the
manager of the Hair Gallery. She now managed over 30 employees!
I decided to ask her to lunch, but she said that she was too busy. I
didn't tell her how bad my situation had become, but she sensed that I
needed to find work. She said I should stop by the salon and we could go
for coffee.
About a week later, with no prospects, and absolutely nothing to do, I
drove across town to visit Rebecca at the Hair Gallery. It was a
Wednesday, and she mentioned that the salon was slow on Wednesdays. So, I
just showed up...
At the salon, Tammi, the receptionist, told me to wait for Rebecca. It
would be about 10 minutes. I chatted with Tammi, telling her that Rebecca
used to be my secretary. Tammi was only about 18, but looked 25. She has
short black hair, lots of makeup, a little nose ring, and a killer body.
She was wearing those cute ripped jeans, and a little tank top. Her belly
ring poked out just below her shirt. Tammi was the kind of girl I dated
when I was in college.
Finally, Rebecca came out. More beautiful than ever. She had on a little
leopard print chiffon skin-tight dress. Bright red 5 inch heels. Every
eye in the salon focused on her as she strode towards me. We hugged?and
she smelled wonderful?probably some expensive perfume. Her long flowing
auburn hair was shiny. She had a perfect French mani. Working in a salon
was good to her.
She took me back to her office. It was impressive, bigger than my old
office when she worked for me. Now, she had a secretary, name Jessica.
Rebecca commanded Jessica to bring us coffee. It was neat to see 'Becky'
in a different light.
After some small talk, I finally told Rebecca how bad my situation had
become. She said that there was an opening at the salon. I chuckled at
the thought. But I was getting desperate, so I listened carefully.
She said that she had an opening at the front desk. It was hourly pay,
but I could work a lot of hours.
Rebecca said, "The job is basically answering phones, doing some tidying
up around the salon, and greeting customers. You would be reporting to
Tammi who runs the front desk. It is not a glamorous job, but at least
you will be working."
I said I would think about it. Just then, Tammi came in to 'interview'
me. I was surprised. It felt so humiliating to be interviewed by an 18-
year old girl. Rebecca left, and there I was with Tammi.
Tammi said I could start on Monday. She said, "I need an assistant who is
good at taking orders. I need someone who is hard working and obedient."
Sheepishly, I said that I would do a good job. For some reason, I wanted
the job. Maybe it would be fun to work in a salon? Rebecca came back in
and said she was thrilled that I would be taking the job. She said that
all the girls at the front desk?Tammi, Cami, Wendi have names ending in
'i.' From that moment on, my name at the salon was to be 'Dani.'
Tammi asked me my size for my new uniform. The name 'Dani' was to be
embroidered on my pink smock. I was to wear black leggings, and some
sensible white shoes. Kind of a wedge nurses type shoes. Tammi said the
outfit was androgynous. I wasn't so sure...
Well, my first day went well. It took a while getting used to wearing the
salon uniform, especially the leggings. You don't want to have a hard-on
while wearing tight black leggings! I made sure to keep my smock covering
my groin. It bothered me not to have any pockets...
Tammi showed me how to do everything. Cami was very helpful too. Both
Cami and Wendi are in beauty school?so this job is an excellent experience
for them. As low person on the totem pole, it was my job to wash towels
in the back room. They had two machines going around the clock.
At times, Tammi was a little bossy. She had me get her coffee and run
errands. I had to keep telling myself that I was her assistant. The
other girls giggled when Tammi bossed me around, but it was OK.
Cami, Wendi, and I went to lunch at the coffee shop across from the salon.
We chatted mostly girl talk stuff. The waitress even said 'Ladies, what
can I get for you?" It was funny. Even I was forgetting sometimes that I
was a man.
So, week after week, I worked at the front desk. Rarely did I see
Rebecca. Cami and Wendi changed my hairstyle to an androgynous blonde
pixie cut. The salon electrologist did my sideburns and mustache. I
waxed my eyebrows. I guess I was falling into the salon lifestyle. It
even felt funny wearing pants when I wasn't at the salon. I was getting
used to my leggings...
Cami suggested that I should start wearing a little man's makeup. Some
eye liner and maybe a little lip gloss. I worried that I was becoming too
girlish. And Wendi bought me my first purse. It had a wallet and compact
too. It was nice because not having pockets was awful. So, there I was
carrying a purse! Who would have thought?
Things became fairly routine. I was making enough to get by. I liked my
job. Then, out of the blue, Tammi asked me to do her a favor. It seems
that Rebecca's boyfriend, Derek, needed someone to tidy up his place a
couple of times a week. Cami and Wendi were too busy with beauty school.
So, she asked if I could help out.
Tammi said that I would spend ? day on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and all day
on Sunday as Derek's housekeeper. She thought it was funny to see me as
the housekeeper of my former secretary's boyfriend. It was totally
emasculating.
Tammi brought me over to Derek's condo the following Tuesday. It was a
modern, two-bedroom condo similar to what I lived in before I had lost my
career. She said that men just cannot do housework?because the place was
very messy. I reminded her that I was a man, but it didn't seem to
matter. She said I should work from noon until 5 p.m. when she would pick
me up.
She said that I should make sure to clean the bathrooms and kitchen
(dishes etc.). Then, on Thursday, when I came back, it would be laundry
day. I could do his laundry and ironing and change linens. On Sunday, it
would be mostly vacuuming and dusting. Plus, if Derek has the guys over
for a game, I would have to do some serving.
The next day at the salon, Rebecca came up to me and gave me a big hug!
She said that Derek was thrilled with his new housekeeper. She said the
place looked great! I blushed...feeling totally submissive.
On Sunday, I arrived at 9:00 a.m. Rebecca was there?having spent the
night. She said she was napping, so I should clean without making any
noise. Derek was off playing golf. Rebecca reminded me to clean his golf
clubs and golf shoes when he got home because he had a golf outing later
in the week. Now, instead of being at a country club golfing, I took
solace in cleaning Derek's clubs. Oh,well.
To be continued...
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