Vanessa is picking out clothes in a London department store. Its a communal dressing room God she hates those.

She undresses to her underwear, and slips the dress quickly over her head. Looking over her shoulder to check her arse she thinks, Not so bad, Not so bad at all. A woman smiles at her in the mirror, and Vanessa smiles back. The other woman is pulling up a pair of jeans. Vanessa watches her button up the fly over the diminishing triangle of her black underwear. The woman blushes, smiles and looks back at Vanessa. She is slim, with short blonde hair cannot be a day over twenty-one. In my dreams, thinks Vanessa. Vanessa looks back at herself, but feels Blondies eyes on her. The dress is tight fitting, so would be better commando or with a thong, instead of the laced panel panties she has on. She thinks about hitching her dress up and slipping her panties off. No, that would be too much.

She takes off the dress in business like fashion, and dresses again. Outside, her boyfriend is bored with accompanying Vanessa on her shopping trip. At the next shop along, Vanessa is picking through the racks and sees Blondie again. They smile at each other in recognition: two women out shopping. Ill just try this one on, says Vanessa, Dont worry Charlie, Ill be quick. Vanessa goes to the fitting room, and closes the cubicle curtain behind her.

What am I thinking? Oh sorryI didnt know it was occupied, says Blondie, starting to open the curtain.

Come in if you want dont be shy. OK.

Youre American? says Blondie, closing the curtain firmly behind her.

What do you think?, says Vanessa, turning back to look at herself in the mirror.

I think it looks even sexier than the black one. Red really suits you, says Blondie placing her hands on Vanessas thighs. Youve got such a great figure - Im sure anything would look sexy on you. Blondie slowly lifts up Vanessas dress, then gently pulls down her panties so they are pulled tight across her thighs. Would you like to feel my tongue inside you?, whispers Blondie. Yes I would, says Vanessa, leaning forward and placing her hands on the glass, But youd better be good, you slut. Blondie kneels down pushes Vanessas legs together and pulls her panties down, allowing Vanessa to step out of them. Whilst standing again, Blondie runs her hands up Vanessas inner thighs, brushing against her soft edges.

Blondie stands straight, her hands rested on Vanessa hips, moving a finger of one hand against the fabric of her dress. Ill be good, dont you worry but I want you to ring your fella. That guy youre with.

Tell him what Im doing to you. No. Blondie moves one hand down from the dress and onto bare skin. She gently parts Vanessas soft edges, dips a finger in her juices and runs her finger up each side of her softness. She presses against Vanessas back and kisses her neck.

Please, whispers Blondie. OK, and Vanessa is fumbling for her phone whilst trying to press her softness against Blondies fingers. HiCharlie, Blondie allows one finger to slip inside. AhhhIm in here with a girl. Shes got her finger in my cunt. Yeah right. Do you want me to come in there andcheck it fits?, says Charlie, looking around for who can hear him. NoNO! Dont come in. They dont let men in here. Just let me talk to you.

Im leaning against the mirror, with no panties on.

Just this short red dress. Yeah Theres this blonde girl with me. Really sexy.

Shes got.

shes got her fingers up my cunt, and shes kissing my neck.

Shes kneeling behind me now, pushing my dress up. I can feel her hands against my soft place, holding my dress up. Wait, wait let me says Charlie. Shes running her tongueOh my godher tongue is. I cant really talk here. Play! Play! Shes got her hands spreading my soft place and her tongue is inside me.mmmmmit feels so good. Shut up! Just listen alright.I can feel her lips against my cunt, and her tongue inside me. Shes running her tongue over my softness, and up inside me.

It feels so good. I want your tongue, you slut. Not youshuttheplayup Charlie! Oh yes, toy my personal place. Lick it baby. Your tongue feels so good. Oh Playoh my playyes, play me with your fingers while you toy my personal place.

Her fingers feel so good inside me, Charlie. Come on slut, toy me.

Charlie Im teasing wet. Her tongueIm comingIm comingohmygodoh my god. Vanessa closes her eyes, her face pressed against the mirror, her hips bucking against the strangers face. Her body shakes, and she drops her phone. There I told you I was good, says Blondie. She picks up Vanessas panties and wipes the softness juice from her lips. You taste good. Next time, you do me, OK. She leans over and breathes against the mirror and writes out a number. She picks up the phone, hands it to Vanessa, then leaves. Dedicated to talktovanessa