She greeted us warmly, commented on an excellent choice and took payment. Perhaps I had taken a moment longer than was necessary holding the dress up to my body, or perhaps somebody had been watching me all the time I was in the shop, because as I was imagining how the dress would feel on my body over a sexy basque and stockings whilst a guy held me tight, a voice spoke directly behind me giving me a shock back to reality.” I think that dress would look fantastic on you.” My heart jumped, and then started beating harder and harder until I could feel it beating in my chest. Before I could speak, he took the dress from me and said “Come on, let me pay for the dress and go find a quiet coffee shop.”
He walked over to the counter and paid for the dress.
