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Chapter 3 by Tyff Tyff

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Tammy’s stolen dress

“I can’t believe he threw up on me…I swear to gawd if I was married to him I would have dumped his ass,” said the very angry redhead. She was able to clean off the chunks of lunch but the wetter parts would require her to take it off. “Great job, Tammy, for deciding on forgoing a bra for the day.” She sarcastically said to herself as she knew that she could have worn pasties or the suction cup style bra to protect her bare tits. Her “little black dress” was backless and only connected behind her neck. She undid the clasp and the dress spilled forward revealing her plump C cup breasts to the mirror. She admitted she looked hot but a restaurant bathroom was hardly the place she wanted to be topless.

She stripped down her dress past her stockings that covered her legs entirely with an intricate design. The stockings had a waistband as well so it helped with not having to adjust them during a day on the town. Once again, Tammy regretted not wearing panties at this moment but who wants to dig out a wedgie. She stepped her black heels out of her dress as she picked up her dress off the ground. She picked up the black dress and began to wash the material under the sink. She began to wash it rather vigorously as she noticed her naked tits shaking all about as she scrubbed the vomit out of material.

She did this for a few minutes and put the dress up in the light to see how she did. She was satisfied with the progress when the door briefly opened. It made her jump out her skin as she quietly ran for an open stall with her dress in hand. A group of young women walked in and chatted as Tammy attempted to step onto the back of the toilet to hide from the girls. She hoped they would just do their makeup and leave so she could finish cleaning her dress. Her heels were not the best for the slick porcelain of the toilet as she struggled to maintain her balance. She felt herself from slipping but luckily she quietly caught herself. However, she had dropped her dress as it slid under the stall next to her. Tammy quietly cursed under her breath as she stayed still hoping the girls would leave.

Tammy’s heart sank when one of the girls said, “Hey look at that ladies! Seems like someone lost their dress. We should go give this to management.” Tammy almost screamed as she saw the black material disappear followed by the chatter of the women and the sound of the door closing. Tammy quickly got off the toilet and tried to catch up to the girls but slipped on the wet floor. She luckily landed on her plump butt but now the back of her stockings was wet as she contemplated what her next steps were.

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