LOCKED DOORS

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She looked like any other normal woman sitting there……….knee’s close together……..black rounded knee’s…….the nylon now very taught, her white skin showing just a little bit more than if she had been standing………
Her black lower legs, shapely……..toes hidden under the reinforced seam
Her hips and thin waist………the belt and buckle…..the delicious curve of her bust………the trendy cowl neckline…….
Her pretty looks………her new makeup and the styled, brushed and neat brown hair………..her ears sporting tasteful gold rings………just visible under her fine hair…….
Anyone bursting in would just see a pretty young woman getting ready for work………preparing her things in the safety of her home……..

Her arm with the ladies gold watch on her wrist moved to open the shoulder bag………

It was made in rich leather……thick and sturdy……..like the strap…….it was designer bag…….and a real brand too……….maybe worth around 800 pounds sterling…………..
She released the clip and unzipped from the top……..

She started to remove items……..
In this bag she knew she would find the identity and details of the woman she intended to be…….
First there was a file…….in fact a blue plastic wallet A4 size……….
She popped the flap……..
She removed a sheath of documents…….
She glanced at the paperwork…….

Her first document was an employment contract………embossed proudly with the crest and name of ‘Green briars’………
The contract consisted of three pages, stapled at the top……..
Her mascara lined eyes perused the paper…….
The address and name of the issuing department……..the Head of that department…….the woman’s name……….
It contained all the usual data……….’Dear So and So’………a date of drafting……….and the name of the person who had successfully obtained a position………and the subsequent offer
Ms Julia Ward………..
That was her new name now………..
Position: Deputy Head of Human Resources…………………
She noted the date that Ward was supposed to start her new job……..
Her first day had been yesterday………the real Julia Ward was not from this area……..she was from Leicester………a University town………..
Green briars was located outside of London…….on the green belt………
There would be little chance of Julia Ward’s friends or family popping in for a cup of tea soon……
But she knew most of this already………
She turned the pages…….just terms and conditions…….her salary and benefits………..
She perused the last page……..that’s what she needed…….
It was the real Julia Ward’s signature………..she had written it in black ink……..the woman’s hand was rather swirly with the J and the W……..a deep full stop at the end………she was not bad in forging signatures……….giving the chance today she would practice on this one, it did not look too complicated to imitate………just like the woman herself actually……..
She put the document to one side……..

She saw other documents, National Insurance numbers, National Health……..a birth certificate………a CV that stated her previous employment………
This was good information………
She picked up the Curriculum Vitae……
She read some of it……..she was aware of time………later, given the chance she would memorize it all……

Julia Ward was a post graduate, 26 years old…..Leicester Uni……..a first in Mathematics………after successfully leaving with a first………she had worked first in banking, appeared not to like it much and decided to take another path in life regarding her career……her initial banking salary being rather poor by the looks of it…..
No doubt she had had a student loan to pay off…….like most of them did
Her hands moved to another qualification……..a Diploma in Human Resources…….it appeared she intended to diversify…….change course so to speak…..
And she did……….
Her last employ had involved working in HR at a National Health hospital in Leicester itself……..it appeared that Ward had held a high position there……….for three years, she had been good at her job……….
Glowing reports and letters of commendation…….smart girl was Julia Ward…..thought her imposter
It looks like she had been poached by the private sector……hence, the new position at Green briers………her salary had been doubled……….

She returned the papers and closed the wallet………

She found Ward’s purse……….bank cards, good………even better were the pin numbers on a piece of paper inside…….to what accounts it did not say………but still……..she believed you had three attempts before the card was retained………it shouldn’t be that hard to work out……….receipts……..one for fuel, another for a sandwich………….the last one was a cash balance………over three thousand pounds in that one……..
There was a receipt for a dress…….probably the one that she had just deposited in the laundry basket upstairs…….
And why not, a new dress for the first day of a new job……..
The imposter thought that she may get that one dry cleaned……..maybe it was worth trying on after all……..
There was cash in there……..the notes had changed since last time she had seen them…….around sixty pounds in various denominating notes………loose change too……even the coins had changed………
There was a laminated photograph……….the woman who was now unconscious upstairs looked happier in the snap……..eyes wide and smiling, hair loose…….she was standing in the middle of two people……her arms wide and extended over the shoulders of two elderly looking people…..a man and a woman………they resembled Ward……….no doubt they her parents…….
The imposter was captivated by one aspect of the snap……….with Ward’s arms being extended, her ample chest dominated the photograph……….she was just wearing an open neck white T shirt…..…her large scandalous breasts bulging out……….one could clearly discern her equally plain white plain bra underneath………
The innocent image was even more arousing and erotic for her to see, it was not just a piece of plastic and paper……….
Why…….because she had in this case already fondled and caressed those delectable tits already…….she knew what they would feel like in her hands……..all warm and soft……….
She hoped to be doing more of that later…………
She replaced all the contents of the purse and zipped it shut…………before her newly acquired panties became rather moist……..

She already knew where the car key or fob was………and the house keys………

Once again she reached inside the silk lined bag……..the next personal possession belonging to Julia Ward was very important for the intended duration of her premeditated masquerade…….and for the imposter to utilize the device, there may be an issue…..…
She saw the item in question……it felt rather weighty in her hand…….
It was the woman’s mobile phone………
She had realized its importance prior to her escaping….……people today could not live without them……….they were addicted to these technological marvels……..or curse………it depended on where one’s principles stood on privacy, on how one spends their time and its general effect on society as a whole…….
Dangerous pieces of machinery were mobile phones…….well, that’s what our imposter thought……they would get in the way of her present plans…..and maybe those in the future……..instant access…..instant interference she called it…………
But she needed to use this one…….
She held the device……..LG something………..rather large for a phone, but she knew it was more than that……..
She flicked the screen……..hoping for best

She sighed with relief………so far her plan was forging ahead with remarkable dexterity and good luck…….lady fortune was shining down on her………
She looked up at the ceiling…….above her should be the silent owner…….
‘Thank You’ she said…….
The woman Ward had not secured her phone…….why not she could not fathom…….the imposter was expecting to have to explain some kind of damage or the battery needed replacing………..
And later tonight ‘Tickle’ the information out of her……..
She flicked to her messages…..there were not that many…….most were junk…..
On one, which declared ‘Mum’ she replied….she needed too……..there was nothing more persistent or nosey than a mother……

‘Great First day……fell asleep tired….sorry for not replying…….must dash……..leaving now for work…….second day……Luv…….Bye’
The rest of the traffic could and would wait until later……….

She checked the remaining items…….a charger for the phone…….the obligatory hairbrush……..some extra makeup……..
She saw a compact mirror and a gold tube of lipstick………they were all in a separate internal pouch within the bag………in fact there were two tubes………she inspected them……one was burgundy red……….she flipped open the mirror
What with kissing the stocking clad cheek of the indisposed Julia Ward, which had left a full lip imprint on the tan nylon…….plus the glass of juice…….she suspected that her lips needed a little touching up…….
She checked in the small round mirror……..Yes……just a little……
She removed the top and twisted the tube……….a deep red crayon rose from inside……
She eased the greasy gloss over her once deprived lips…….

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She smacked them together…….ensuring an even coat………..satisfied she snapped the compact shut………twisted the tube and replaced the top……all went back into the pouch………together with the mascara pencil…….and foundation…..it was all there…….a ladies emergency facial kit……..
Amazing what normal women took for granted surmised the imposter………they had it all, and never thought that it should be otherwise……
Lastly there was tissue paper, spare sanitary pads……….a notebook and pen……….mints…….
Okay……..that was it……..she was ready to leave………

A voice from the TV caught her attention………..her pretty face, looking fresh, unconcerned and generally nice looked on with renewed interest…….

‘And Police in the Danbury area are asking members of the public to be aware and on their guard regarding an escaped mental patient from the nearby ‘Green briars Institution’

She listened ……a man in a suit was broadcasting………

‘Although authorities are expecting the suspect to be apprehended within hours…….members of the public are well advised that the escapee may be dangerous if approached……….’

A file photograph her popped up on the screen………underneath was a Police Emergency contact number and other official details………
She was wearing a gray issue sweater……..her face was colorless, mottled and rather lifeless……..her ragged and rather oily looking hair tied up in a ponytail………her eyes looking slightly glazed over…….her lips chapped and flecked with loose skin………….she also came across as looking rather dim witted………

Nothing like she looked now……….she was the complete opposite……no one would be able to compare her now to that hunted thing in the photograph………

‘The public are required to report any one matching this description, any suspicious activity or potential break in or unexplained damage to property……….’
She listened………

‘The distressed, desperate and possibly confused female, Ms Lisa Talbot, originally from South Shields, Tyneside……was a long term patient with a history of mental problems and violent attack……..
She may be wearing dark trousers, a white shirt and a black bomber jacket…….the jacket as the logo ‘Zeus Security’………’
The company logo popped up on the screen……..
‘The public are not to approach this individual in any way or form………
Please just call the hotline below…….
An investigation is underway on how this person escaped the custody of the institution……………………..’

She turned off the TV…….okay, so they had found that bitch guard………the cat was out of the bag
They assumed she was desperate and on the run………
They had no idea that she had bushwhacked Julia Ward in the car park………
They had no idea that as soon as she had climbed through that shower room window and landed on free ground she had switched identifies already……….

She stood up……..straightening her tight dress………..
They had no idea that she had all this now………her hands smoothed out the thin fabric over her skin……..she could feel the tight underwear below………

She strutted over to the cabinet near the hallway……..and opened the double doors…..
It was a seven tier shoe rack organizer for shoes, boots, slipper or trainers……….it was a very versatile piece of furniture that blended in nicely with the general decor of the house……..

She was looking on what was on offer…….what would go well with her outfit…….
Should it be shoes, with heels……kitten heels or high………or
Yes, she thought……boots……….
There were none in grey………..but there were two pairs………..one black, the other desert brown…….
She picked up one of the black boots……..suede……nice…….narrow calf and knee high…………with a cone heel…….with pointed toes…..
The brown pair were also knee high with a narrow calf……but they had stacked heels with a not so pronounced toe………nice, but today brown did not match her dress and tights……..there were also two pairs of Ugg’s, brown and black…………she liked those too, nice with tight jeans or chino pants …….
She nodded in admiration, Julia Ward’s shoe collection was very tasteful and extensive……….

She retrieved the boots and sat on the stool………..placed there to do so………..
The dress rose up again……
She proceeded to pull and peel on the boots……..as she lifted her now attractive legs there were lots of black nylon on display………….a lot more than would be decently revealed in her normal movements………..lots of thick thigh encased in black……
The imposter was still new to the sensation of once again wearing ladies tights…..…….especially as she slipped her feet into the sole of the cool leather……..it was a strange feeling after wearing socks and hard working shoes for so long………..
As she bent over in pulling on the boots the outline of her bra on her back became even more evident………especially the bra hook………..
The real Ward had probably done the same thing……albeit in different clothes……..just yesterday morning
Little could she have suspected……..never even contemplated……… that a totally different woman……and an uninvited one at that……….would be doing the same thing with some of her clothes the very next day………

The imposter stood up……….testing her wait on the heels……..
One never forgot how to walk in heels…….but one could get a little rusty
She had no wish to sprain or break an ankle……….that would not be beneficial in her nefarious designs…….
She gingerly moved over to the narrow full length mirror on the wall……..obviously there to ensure that one could finally make sure that all was ‘ship shape’ with what one wore before departing…….
The imposter admired the black books…….complimented by the rich dark nylon on her legs……..she short tight grey dress……..the luscious curved bulge of her chest……….her delectable, pert and rounded arse……….
She turned……..giving herself a side image of her figure…….her weight on one foot, the other leg forward, knee slightly bent……..showing off the boots……..it was a very provocative stance……..
She decided that she did look rather good………...in fact she looked great

Satisfied she moved to the coat hook……..briefly paused……….the choice was easy………a short wool trench coat with wide and thick lapels……..slightly synched at the waist……complete with a belt to tie off the waist………large black buttons on the front……..the wool was slightly flecked with a gray wool…..
She took the coat and let it hang from her forearm………….
She was only going to the car……

She went over to the shoulder bag on the sofa……..picked it up by the strap and slung it over her shoulder
She now headed for the hallway………
On top of a walnut storage unit there was a white coral tray……….she picked up the house keys and the car fob…….
Now to the hallway………yes…….she took the small black umbrella……….there had been some light rain yesterday………
Now she was at the white front door……..she took a deep breath and unlocked it……….feeling slightly nervous…….on why she could not explain………

She was not nervous on getting caught again……..not yet anyway……..
The feeling she had was more in trepidation on once again meeting the real world…..……….interacting with normal people once more………….
She could hold the pretence for a while…….she was a great actress……..she could live a lie, live someone else’s life for a short time only………...within time, her guise always slipped……..her innocent false mask would fall away, her victims realizing the danger too late…….
Brought on mostly from her urges…..which in time could not be controlled……..
The burning temptation to touch and feel……..the urge to be them, to look and dress like them, the urge to wear their most intimate apparel…….and rarely, but on occasion to have their closest partner…….

That was what nearly always ensued when she met other suitable and appropriate women that she wished to replace……..she could not trust herself……..it was her weakness…….and it had always been her undoing…..
This time she was mentally and significantly prepared in material assets………she would resist………she would fight the urge……….
She would prosper and survive……..
And live many lives to come……….

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OUTSIDE

She was attempting to relock the door……..
Her back facing the outside world………..
The coat over her arm…….the bag hanging from her shoulder……her arm with the door key juggling with the umbrella………
Finally she got the key in the hole and turned the handle………it locked…….

‘Thank God for that’ she said…….her old self would have used the coarse swear word of ‘Fuck’……..but her new attire…….her new bearing and look……..her assumed new persona of an HR professional were taking over……she was assuming the identity of someone else………

She turned around………so there it was……..the big wide world……….
It was early morning………the sky looked rather gray and overcast…………there was a chance of rain by the looks of it……
The wind was up too……..the wind cut through her thin clothes……….and it was rather chilly……..
However, she only intended to walk to the garage………then get in the car and get the engine turned on………and the heater……..

The tree branches were swaying in the wind…………no one around again……..the street was deserted…….
Likewise with the house next door……..
The garden of the house was not much to look at……..two square’s of grass either side of a concrete path…….
And then there was the drive………leading to the small adjacent garage……..

She looked up at the bedroom window right above her……….with its curtains drawn……….looking rather sinister in her mind………..because only she knew its secret and meaning………

‘Have a good rest luv…….I will take care of everything’ she said……….

Thinking of the gagged and bound woman who was right now behind those closed curtains…….
And she was outside…….wearing some of her clothes, just a normal woman going to work……….

Her anxious musings were interrupted when all of a sudden a jogger came bounding around the corner of a leafy hedge…….
Her first impulse was to attack……..but then she quickly remembered she was a regular looking woman……….just leaving her house and going about her law abiding business………why would she react other than with curiosity and politeness…….

It was only a woman in tight leggings and a running vest………
She was a blonde………her longish hair trapped under a blue sweatband……..as she came closer the imposter saw more detail…..and what she saw she rather liked………
No, she had been hasty in her first assessment………..the joggers hair was actually what they called dirty blonde, flexed with dark streaks…………
It was not natural……….
Her short ponytail was wagging like a dog as she jogged up towards the other house……….the house next door………..

On her right arm was strapped a mobile phone or some kind of music device……….she thought the black strap around her upper arm looked more like a blood pressure pad, it was an ugly thing on such a well formed feminine arm…………she had small white ear buds inserted

Without her face showing the slightest hint of an interest our imposter noted straight away that the jogging lady had a fine figure……it’s what she did on meeting other women…….she was always sizing them up…….
The woman kept herself in shape……..hence the running regime
The woman had a thin waist, naturally………..with a small fanny pack strapped around it………those tight black spandex leggings showing off the curve of her pubis………the spandex was like a second skin……..following every curve………
The imposter loved it…….her tongue licked the roof of her mouth………imagining instead that she would rather lick what was between her legs……….
She took in her waist, hips and thighs which were superb…….
The real Julia Ward had a good enough figure, but she was rather more womanly in her curves…….this woman before her was a cut above……..
Our imposter came to the mouth watering conclusion that there was no way that this woman was wearing any knickers under those Lycra and spandex leggings……….they were like a second skin on her……..her buttock cheeks were as curved and in profile as if she had been naked………

On her feet were white socks and blue running shoes………..

Her breasts too, were most impressive………large curved mounds, looking very uplifted and well supported……...worn under the running top there was no doubt a sturdy sports bra……..
With just a cursory inspection this woman generally looked as if she matched her in the ‘vital statistics’ category…….
Excellent she thought…….. always handy to know in case a quick swap was required………
Not bad looking either…...strong pointed jaw, thin face……..dark piercing eyes……….
They would and could not ever look like each other………but still………there were similarities in their shape and build……..and her baring and mannerisms could always be learnt……….given time……..

The jogging woman on seeing her slowed down to approach……..removing her ear plugs……..she was breathing hard……..her big chest heaving……….hands on her hips……..

‘Morning…….saw you moving in the other day’ she smiled……she sounded friendly enough

‘Good Morning’ said the imposter………returning the smile…….that false killer smile……..it got them every time…….well most of them anyway…….
She shuffled the umbrella so that it too was balanced on her forearm which was still burdened with the coat………and extended her hand in greeting

‘Julia Ward…..Pleased to meet you’ said the imposter
The jogger extended hers……..black nail varnish………..that was nice

‘Abby Garland……..likewise……..and welcome to the Grange’ that being the name of the middle class housing estate………….

‘Why……thank you’ said our Ms Ward ‘seems peaceful enough’
‘Yes, it is most of the time……..I like it………people keep to themselves here…….most work in the city and commute’
She liked that idea too…….no nosey parkers……..no one popping around…….

Our woman saw Abby Garland’s dark eyes dart all over her figure………..she was trying her best not to stare or make too much of the fact that she was trying to see what was under her clothes……..
This was not a woman just admiring the smartness of another female’s attire……….
She knew this type of perusing……..
The bogus Julia Ward when profiling someone had learned the ability to do so without moving her eyes….
This woman’s were up and down and left and right……..taking in her face and
Shapely figure……..and her eyes had lingered too long on our Julia’s bust……..
She saw desire there…….

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Abby Garland was looking at her not like a woman but like a man………
That was interesting thought our imposter……..very interesting indeed…………there were not that many homes on the street…….and her direct neighbor happened to be a lesbian………
She kept the unwarranted interest in her tits and arse to herself……..
It may come in handy later……..

‘I’m off to work’ said our Julia……….in explanation on where she was going……...just to avoid any confusion……..’to beat the traffic’

‘Me too later……….I’m self employed……...arts and crafts, that sort of thing’ said Abby ‘over in Danbury’
‘Sounds nice’ said Julia
‘Can be…..missing those early starts trying to get to the office I do not miss at all’ said Abby ’I can pick and choose now’
‘Sounds even better’

‘I moved down this way…….started a new position’ said our imposter
‘Oh…….really…….where to’ enquired Abby…..
‘Up at Green briars’
‘What the Looney bin’ laughed Abby
Inside our Julia did not find that comment very nice at all, not even as a jest……..
Looney…..who the fuck was she calling a lunatic…….quite forgetting that there was an almost stripped, gagged, bound and unconscious young woman just above where both of them were standing and amicably chatting…..…..
And totally amnesic to the fact that she was currently wearing that said and unfortunate woman’s clothes……….

Is that what she really thought of them……….she experienced a sharp pain behind her eyes…….
She felt the rage start to burn………
As strong as Abby Garland looked, she was more practiced and capable of violence……she was like a wildcat when she got going………
Fight it…..not here…..not now……her time would come………

She remained and sounded calm……..
She decided to shock instead……..but not too much, she did not want this most desirable type to be on her guard 24/7…………
Our imposter may have need of her in the future………..

‘Well……one of the Looney’s has got out………so lock your door and do not speak to any strangers’ taunted Julia…….and it was too late for that now she thought………..your mine………or will be soon enough Sweetheart……..

The smile on Abby’s face disappeared
‘Really’ she sounded really concerned……..

‘Yes…..it was on the news just now, bit of a newsflash……..first thing I heard about it’
She was still smiling; as if the news did not bother her at all…….which of course it did not, as she was the escaped ‘Looney’………..cheeky bitch thought our bogus Ms Ward

Abby Garland just said nothing……..looking to her for a further explanation, or information

‘Oh….don’t worry…..the Police will catch her soon…..they always do……..nothing but trees around here anyway………helicopters soon, they may spot her………running through some fields or something’
She looked up at the grey sky ‘Weather permitting of course’
Abby also looked up and saw nothing………her attention went back to her new neighbor……….she did seem rather well informed on the subject……..
‘Her’ said Abby……..sounding a little relieved at that……..she had imagined a six foot mad looking caveman with an axe running around……….a woman on the loose sounded a little less threatening, something she could handle……….
Little did she know the folly of her ignorance …………she was vulnerable now, defenseless……she just did not know it…….

‘Yes………they really need help you know……..they are confused most of the time………drugged up to the gills…….poor beggars………but still, that’s the job of the medical types…….….I’m in HR’

‘I suppose so’ said Abby…..not sounding to sure
‘Aren’t you scared working there’ she said

‘I have only just started……..second day actually……I work well away from them……’ she answered ‘So…..no….not really……not yet anyway’
She attempted to laugh at herself, a nervous guffaw…..……..in a style she had heard others do, a mimic on what a normal, and generally vulnerable female would say to another one………

She could see the jogger thinking on what she said……glancing at her door

‘Just be careful that’s all……..us girls generally are………no difference in that is there……….it’s like watching out for those Saturday night louts when we were younger ’
The imposter hoped she sounded sincere and reassuring
Abby thought on what she had said…….nodding at the same time…….
‘Yes…..you’re right there……it’s the times we live in I suppose’

The imposter decided to end this line of conversation……..and try something else
‘Well….must dash….otherwise I will be late’
‘Sure……’ said Abby….making to leave

Our imposter turned……....then paused, pretending that she was acting on impulse…...
But what she was about to say was planned……she wanted to lure this woman in……..slowly…….

‘I have something on with work tonight………but why not come around for a glass of wine or something……your guy in invited if you like…..more the merrier’ ….her offer sounded so innocent….
‘Maybe tomorrow or the day after’ smiling

Abby smiled in return, she had liked what she had seen so far ‘Only me I’m afraid……..single…….not even a cat’
Bingo…..thought our imposter……..just confirming what she had assumed already…….


‘Me too………just us girls then…….have a nice chat and a cold one……..I’ll be in touch’
‘I will look forward to it’ thought Abby……..and maybe she would

‘Great……like I said….I must run…….otherwise I am going to be late……..nice meeting you….and see you soon’…….she made out that she sounded very keen on the offer, which in fact she was

Our imposter turned and sauntered towards her garage……..on purpose she exaggerated her gait……..she swung her hips more……….making sure the woman received a good eyeful of her shapely derriere……..she walked harder on the concrete path…….making sure her boot heels struck and made a good clacking sound……….

‘You too’ said Abby……..she had retrieved her house key from the fanny pack strapped around her thin waist…….

While attempting to locate the lock she was having a shot at taking stolen side glances at that peachy arse……….
She liked her new neighbor…….liked liked her a lot
Especially her boots and black tights……her wineglass figure….……….
Abby could see the indented trace of the woman’s hefty bra sitting on her back……….tight under that stylish dress………she had good sized tits under there………
Oh…..she liked her new neighbor alright………
Normally she kept herself to herself……..she had little in the line of friends, just a list of names that had once been lovers…..…but this time she thought that maybe she had seen a spark of recognition in those lovely dark eyes……..and the mutual recognition of a fellow traveler………..
Her stolen glances once again returned to the departing woman’s mesmerizing posterior……….and quickly before she disappeared……..
She wanted to remember all this for when she had her hot shower………..
Yes, she liked Julia Ward alright………but little did she know that the woman she was speaking to was not her…….albeit that the real woman in question was not that far away……..

Abbey paused for just a moment,
Yes….come to think of it, her reaction now was rather strange, and surprising to say the least….
The other day or so, she had been watching the woman from inside her own home while she helped unload some of the boxes from the removal van…………
The woman did not have much in possessions…….the house when rented was fully furnished…..….like her own…….

She could not get a nice and long look at her new neighbor………..hiding behind her net curtains and ducking out of sight every so often tended to prevent one from getting a good view of maybe some potential hot totty……
She was pleased to see that there was no man with her……….or other woman for that matter
What she saw of her new neighbors face was rather vague and sketchy………she kept flitting back and fore…….or the house movers were getting in the way……….
However, she had seen big tits in a T shirt……..which had been rather promising……..
But once or twice she had got a great view of her bending over in her tight jeans, lifting boxes………and not a bad arse it had been at the time…….…but nothing special
But this is what confused her now……..or should it……..

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She could not remember at the time being so bowled over, fixated and aroused with this woman’s backside……
Why had her arse turned her on so much today……….my God, she was moist just thinking of getting her hands all over it………
Her tight arse and tits in that dress.........with those hips…….Abby had felt her genitals tingling in anticipation………she almost felt like she was a teenager once more……..
And she had not felt this way when she had first sighted this woman……….
Interested yes……...she always was interested in decent women……..
But she had not been driven by a sudden urge or desire……..
Why?
She had been sober…….
It was like lusting over the body of a different person………
But it can’t be…….and strange too…….she couldn’t quite fix her sensation that something was odd…….
Maybe in jeans her backside just looked different……..ordinary looking in casual clothes……..
When some women dressed down……..it had a lesser effect on their perceived appearance……..and likewise if reversed
She shrugged her shoulders……..
Undressing and dressing Julia Ward may provide her answers……..
She hoped to find out soon enough……..

[Sakanre]

Wow, this is another interesting chapter! Very good style, thank you

[hahaderen]

Always looking forward to your work, your delicate descriptions are very captivating. Wishing you a nice day！

[jaegerhunde01]

Many thanks both

[tirepanted3]

Nicely done. I like this style of writing, very "stream of consciousness". Really puts us in the head of the main character and adds to the tension of the moment.

[jaegerhunde01]

Thanks for the comment