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Everything slowed down. She stood. Her eyes gazed down and watched herself pull her panties down. She sat. She looked at the shiny slick left on the gusset of her panties. She pissed. She watched her hand reach for some toilet paper. She wiped. She watched her hands pull up her moist panties to her crotch. She stood. She smelt perfume. Was that Issy Miyake?

She stood and willed her head to clear as she opened the cubicle door and walked out.

The blond was at the mirror, but not looking at the mirror, she was looking at Ally. She watched Ally walk to the mirror, wash her hands, dry her hands on a paper towel. The blonde lent on the bench under the mirror and watched Ally take a lipstick out of her bag. She could have only been two feet away. Ally was mesmerised as the blond reached over and took the lipstick out of her hand.

“Mind if I…?”

Ally shook her head, and stood her ground as the blond applied her lipstick to her own wide mouth. And then stayed frozen as the blond reached over and touched the lipstick to Ally’s plump full lips. Slowly she ran the lipstick over top and bottom lip. Neatly covering the lips, no mistakes. Ally was preoccupied, noticing trivial differences between them. ‘She is shorter than me’ she thought. ‘Her eyes are blue’ she thought. ‘Her breasts are fuller than mine’ she thought. She didn’t notice the blond pressing something into her hand.

“Come around for dessert?” It was a question, but not asked, like a question would normally be asked.

“But we..” she mumbled and held out a gesturing hand toward the restaurant.

“BOTH of you, come around for dessert”

Ally looked down and saw a card with an address on it, she turned it over. A name, a phone number. She hardly processed them, just concentrated on the address. Yes she knew that street, yes she thought she even knew the building, it would all be so easy.

The blond led them both out of the rest room. She clattered her spikes back to her table, immediately calling the waiter over for the bill. Ally sank into her chair looking guiltily at Al, who was grinning widely. He nodded toward the blond.

“Having fun?” he asked jovially

She didn’t answer. She watched the blond kiss her dinner guest a hasty goodbye and saunter out of the restaurant, without looking back.
She suddenly knew what was going to happen, and returned Al’s grin with a cheeky raised eyebrow.

“Do you fancy some dessert?”


***Stay tuned, Good things come in threes!***