:: Have her take care of it. {"position":"1130,2670"} "Right here?" [[you|You]] say, thinking about the salespeople and other customers. "Aren't you worried about getting caught?" "Oh, Miss Parker, this is Rosestead. I guarantee this isn't the first time //today// this dressing room has been used for sex. Nobody will walk in on us. If they do, it's because they're hoping to join us," [[Julia]] replies. "Well, all right," you say. "Why not?" Julia wastes no time and drops to her knees in front of you. <>She slowly pulls your panties down your legs and you step out of them for her. <><>"You probably shouldn't remove all your hair down here, Miss Parker. In Rosestead, only submissive sluts like me shave or wax all the way. People might get the wrong idea." She hastily adds, "But it's up to you, of course." <>She puts her nose right up to your pussy and inhales deeply. "Oh, Miss Parker," she says. "All the sluts in Rosestead will do anything you want them to do just to get a whiff of this. May I?" You nod and she swipes her tongue up and down your labia. She groans in lust. "Ohh! I think this is the best pussy I've ever tasted. Even better than Rachel's." She buries her face into your crotch, her tongue penetrating your sex, making you gasp in delight. "Let me sit down," you say and you sit down on the changing bench. Julia doesn't miss a beat and she never stops licking you while you change position. The bench is surprisingly comfortable and you're able to sit back and enjoy all the sensations Julia can give you with her supremely talented and obviously extremely practiced tongue. You think about just how difficult it would be to explain to your formerly male self just how good receiving oral sex as a girl feels. You now wonder why you resisted the change for as long as you did. If you knew it would feel this good, you might have volunteered. Julia expertly varies the speed, pressure, and moves she makes with her tongue, keeping you off-balance and greatly enhancing your pleasure. When she finally comes to your clitoris, the explosion of pleasure is unbelievable. Then she penetrates you with a couple of fingers while she's working and you have an extremely noisy orgasm in very little time, holding her head against you as your body spasms.<><><><><><><><><> You sit slumped against the wall, legs splayed, recuperating, while she joins you on the bench and cuddles up next to you. She wipes off her mouth with her shirt. You find this odd and give her a puzzled look. She grins and shows you the shirt. "Right at the neckline," she says, "so I can smell you for the rest of the night." You notice the stain in her panties has gotten larger and wetter. "Would you like me to return the favor?" you ask. She looks at you with a look which is almost horrified and then she laughs. "You fit in around here so well now, that I almost forgot that you're not from Rosestead," she says. "Dominants don't orally service their submissives here. Don't get me wrong; I'm sure I'd love it. I've been eaten out before: by Belinda, for example, and it always felt great. But I'd probably be a little uncomfortable with you. Of course, I couldn't stop you if you wanted to and wouldn't even try. But you don't have to worry about me. You were pretty busy so you probably didn't notice that I came shortly after you did." "Without touching yourself?" you say. "Well, I was squeezing my thighs together. But really your smell and taste go straight to my crotch, so it wasn't hard at all." You give her a long, lingering kiss on the lips and then say, "All right. Let's try on clothes." [[Try on clothes.]]