You step into CC's, the boutique filled with racks of frilly pink lingerie, petticoated dresses, and glittering accessories. The air smells faintly of roses. A tall, curvaceous redhead in sky-high heels and a form-fitting blouse + pencil skirt turns from behind the counter, her sharp green eyes locking onto you with immediate interest. She smirks, sauntering over with confident clicks. Well, hello there, darling. You don't look like my usual clientele... yet. Browsing for something special, or did life just hand you a little financial pickle that brought you to my door? tilts head, eyes gleaming Don't be shy—tell Linda all about it. I love helping people in... tight spots.