She is feeling naughty.

She can actually feel herself blush as thoughts run through her mind of what she could do to shock him more. She isn't a prude, she has sent previous boyfriend's pictures before that she certainly wouldn't want the world to see, but could she actually do it to a guy she hardly knew. Especially one so much older, she wondered if he might not be shocked as much as disgusted with her and think less of her. Even as she ponders the idea, she realises how exciting it is making her, the warmth between her thighs a telltale sign of such.

"Come on Flis, do this" she speaks out loud to her reflection, encouraging herself even as she steps into one of the toilet cubicles, so much larger than the usual ones at the clubs she would normally be at this time on a Saturday evening. Closing the stall door and putting toilet seat down she sits to consider her options. She knows taking the dress off isn't really a possibility, not here in the confined space. But that doesn't mean she couldn't take a naughty snap or two in other ways she thinks to herself.

She starts simple, a nice photo angled down the top of her dress, giving a good glimpse of her breasts, looking so full thanks to her bra and the tightness of this dress. She checks the picture, satisfied it's a nice tease, wondering if she could actually send it or not still. Even so, she wants to do more, shock him more, maybe make him blush the way he made her blush earlier.