Amazon in Thigh Highs: Adventure

The shoes were killing me. They were killing the guys who saw me too, but in an infinitely more pleasurable way. Face it. The guys might have had a little heart flutter when they saw a long and leggy six-foot-one blonde wearing thigh high dark blue suede boots, but the blonde in question had much larger blisters on the balls of her feet. So why was I wearing the damn things? I'm not a victim of fashion (guys in the audience sigh in sorrow) and usually I don't try to add four inches to my already-intimidating height. But the reason I'd been hired was to flush out a rookie with a thing for Amazons in thigh-high boots. Ergo, I was an Amazon in thigh-high boots. I flipped my hair over my shoulder and scanned the crowd. Was one of the guys a little more sweaty-palmed than the others?


Inspiration: *blink*
Story Potential: Medium.
Finished Length: Short story or novel (where this would not be the main plot) or novel of interlinked short stories.
Notes: I like this main character. Of course, I have a real weakness for badass women with wry senses of humor. I'm not entirely sure what her job is, or where she is, or what genre she is.... But I really heard her "voice" clearly, and I do think this could be expanded into something really fun. Or maybe I just have a weakness for first person POV.