Page 10 of Guess Again
Milwaukee, Wisconsin Saturday, July 5, 2025
ELTON JOHN’S “GOODBYE YELLOW brICK ROAD”
DRONED FROM THE speakers as the woman stepped out of the shower.
The song was on repeat, and she’d lost track of how many times it had played that morning.
Water dripped from her body as she stared into the bathroom mirror and hummed along.
Tall and toned, she had a sharp angle to her jaw that gave off a masculine vibe.
Counterbalancing the severe jawline were high cheekbones that curled under her eyes and climbed her temples like dual Nike swoosh logos.
Long, yellow-blond hair functioned as the perfect complement to her brilliant blue eyes.
All of which was about to change.
She opened the package of jet-black hair dye, squeezing the colorant cream into the developer bottle and shaking it like she were mixing a cocktail, singing along to Elton John as she worked.
She placed the nozzle to her scalp and began applying the dye to her hair, amazed at how quickly it erased the yellow blond and transformed it to black.
When her hair was properly saturated, she lathered it for ten minutes.
After an additional application she climbed back into the shower.
The excess dye spiraled down the drain, taking, at least temporarily, her old self with it.
When she stepped from the stall and looked into the mirror this time, it was as if another woman had taken her place.
For the final step of her makeover she opened a blister pack of colored contact lenses.
The radiant blue iris of each eye morphed into a dark brown caramel. Her eyes became a mystical companion to the jet-black hair and completed the transformation, which was startling.
She continued to stare into the mirror, with her naked body dripping from the second shower of the day.
She smiled widely to reveal perfectly straight, white teeth.
When she spoke, her voice was shaky and nearly orgasmic.
“Oh, Eugenia, don’t you look gorgeous!”
A tear sprouted from her newly caramel-colored eye and ran down her cheek.
“He’s going to love you.”
Oh, I’ve finally decided my future lies beyond the yellow brick road.
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