Elsewhere Karyn was triple checking her make-up in the bathroom mirror. She, normally a tomboy, wasn't used to the kind of attention that Tiffany would give her looks. She had grabbed a quick bite to eat with the Sanders' (Tiff was an only child), then headed straight upstairs to get ready for her date with Jon's mom (Biff, she corrected herself). Aside from the chiding her new dad gave her over what she was wearing (which seemed to be a routine), her entire experience of living as Tiffany Sanders had been taken up with primping.
She had to do her hair twice, just to make sure she got it right, The outfit she chose was uber-slutty, some sexed up version of a school-girl outfit, more fitting for a hooker than a high-school girl. Picking that had taken more time than she would have thought, and she ended up amazed at the amount of clothes the girl had. Then came the make-up. This had taken the most time of all. She had to start over no less than five times before she got it just right. Her pink lipstick now perfectly offset her blue eye-shadow. She now had eyelashes for miles, having been lovingly teased out just enough. On her cheeks was just the right amount of blush.
Staring in the mirror, Karyn smiled. She had become Tiffany Sanders.
The doorbell rang. Karyn remembered Tiffany's warning to meet her dates at the door to make sure that her dad didn't get a shot at them. She turned on her high-heeled maryjanes and bolted for the front door. Throwing it open, she paused and smiled, twirling one pigtail in her finger and chewing her gum.
"Hi big fella," she cooed, looking up and down at Jon's mom, wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a baseball cap backwards, all clothes she'd seen Biff wear at school. "You ready for a hot night?" Karyn giggled.
"Tiffany?!" Mr. Sanders shouted from the den. "Who's at the door? That better not be a boy!"
"We'd better go," she said, shoving Linda Madison outside and quickly closing the door behind her, "he's, like, in a mood. So, sugar, where to?"
Linda Madison, mother of three, stared at her date and smiled a predatory smile. "Well first thing's first..."
