Well, sort of ... but Sonja can't control everything ... or everyone!

Vanessa & Lizzie come downstairs …

Lizzie quickly descended the stairs, & turned round to wait for Vanessa, who followed behind at her own unhurried, elegant pace. In contrast to her earlier ‘staircase shows’, Vanessa was displaying her effortless sense of poise & style, clearly so when dressed up in such expensive finery. The whole package certainly had Lizzie enthralled, & she found herself seriously questioning her own sanity:

‘Good God, Lizzie, you must be losin’ your mind … no more freezin’ nights … always hungry … what you gonna do if the kinky bitch doesn’t drop her dress?’

As Vanessa reached the foot of the stairs, she turned to face Lizzie directly, & said:

“Please don’t try to embarrass me in front of Sienna …”

This weak-sounding plea was music to Lizzie’s ears &, duly emboldened, she issued her own much stronger ultimatum:

“I dunno yet … depends how you & your stuck-up friend behave … I might hold-off for a little while … but I’m tellin’ you loud’n’clear … I appreciate the offer, but the time’s come now …. I’ve set you a challenge … Just make up your mind & stop messin’ me around …. After all, we both know what you really want, don’t we?”

Without waiting for an answer, Lizzie turned towards the door, feeling rather pleased with herself as she led Vanessa into her own living room ….

Vanessa & Lizzie are reunited with Sonja & Sienna …

Vanessa & Lizzie entered the room & separately paired off.

Sienna was all urgent curiosity,

“Vanessa, darling, where on earth have you been? And, why are you wearing your Royal Ascot outfit? You’ve just had the final adjustments completed as well ….

“Have you got stoned without me? We need to talk urgently … I’m afraid we have to change our plans …”

Vanessa finally managed to get a word in,

“Really, Sienna … I wanted to try on a new outfit as well, just like you. When I collected it earlier, you said you wanted to see me in the whole ensemble … except for the hat, clearly ….

“But what’s this urgent issue we need to talk about?”

In the meantime, Lizzie had sat down with Sonja, who immediately inquired,

“You’ve been gone a while, Lizzie. What’s been happening? I see your hair’s wet …”

Lizzie appeared distracted, looking over at Vanessa & Sienna as she answered, in a low voice:

“Plenty, Sonja … We’ve been gettin’ to know each other even better than in the garage … & I’ve had a nifty shower ….

“She’s made me an unbelievable offer … though we’re still ‘in discussions’ … see, I’ve been learning from you …”

Lizzie was smiling, as she continued,

“Look, Sonja, this would change my life …”

Sonja’s curiosity was obviously aroused, but her immediate priority was to keep tabs on the exchange between Vanessa & Sienna.

“OK Lizzie, we’ll have a proper chat later. At the minute, I need to make sure Sienna doesn’t screw things up …”

Sienna had just started to explain her ‘urgent situation’ to Vanessa:

“I have to say, Vanessa, your behavior since we got back has been quite strange. I was at a complete loss as to why these women are here, & especially, why you’ve taken her, Sonja, into your confidence. However, she has explained the situation to me …”

Vanessa clearly didn’t have a clue what Sienna was referring to, & urgently cut in:

“I’m sorry I have disappointed you, Sienna, but sometimes life throws out sudden, little surprises …

“And I really have no idea what you’re referring to?”

As the two upper class friends were starting to get somewhat agitated with each other, & talking quite loudly, Sonja was able to hear every word. Sienna continued,

“OK V, if that’s the way you want to be, then fine. We’ll talk another time. You have actually helped me much more than you can imagine. It’s helped me realise what a precious friend you really are … putting my marriage ahead of these few days together. Thanks to your insight, I realize I need to return home straight away & have a chat with Robert.”

Vanessa was somewhat bemused as to what her friend was actually going on about. Then, as she glanced in the direction of her low class ‘guests’, it suddenly occurred to her that Sienna taking her leave was, in fact, the best outcome. She could now focus all of her energy upon her visitors, without the risk of Sienna learning anything inappropriate concerning the day’s events. She told her friend,

“I’m not sure I fully follow you, but if you say you have an urgent situation at home to attend to … then fine, we can rearrange this for … next week?”

“Of course, Vanessa … but no surprise visitors next time, OK? I’m going to pack now,” replied Sienna.

As she finished speaking, Sienna smiled at her friend & turned to go upstairs. Vanessa immediately walked towards her 'guests' & sat down in the center of the opposite settee. Elegance personified, she sat fully back & crossed her legs to reveal the barest hint of darker stocking top, all the time under the transfixed gazes of her two visitors. Vanessa was still striving to gain some degree of control, buy time, & try to ease Lizzie away from Sonja’s obviously close grasp. She was well aware that she had no idea how she would respond if, or when, Lizzie actually came through with her ‘challenge’.

Vanessa started cautiously:

“Well, ladies, Sienna will be leaving shortly. We can continue our discussions & finally reach some kind of agreement. I lead a very busy life &, in spite of Sienna’s sudden departure, I still have dinner plans this evening …”

At this point, Sonja chipped in:

“That’s all very well, Vanessa, but I want to confirm what’s gonna happen after today, & that you are gonna come through on the promises you’ve made.”

Vanessa intuitively knew this wasn’t the time for posturing, & tried to summon the required sincerity:

“As I’ve previously said, I am going to commit my valuable time & provide financial support. Of course, it must not look as if I am working against the plans of my father, but I am sure I can convince him that my charity work, presented in the correct manner, would represent a ‘win-win’ situation … I could act as a bridge … between my father’s company & your community going forward. I would, at least, have ready access to each of you …

“I’m sure you can see the merit in my proposal?”

Sonja paused briefly, & then replied:

“Yeah … that’s just the sort of thinking I wanted to hear …”

Sonja was then taken aback as Lizzie suddenly jumped in:

“You know what, Sonja? I think the posh bitch should donate that fancy dress she’s wearing. I’m sure it would raise a few quid in some sort of auction.”

Vanessa knew this was the moment she had dreaded, & immediately tried to defuse the situation with an appeal to Sonja’s business-like side:

“Well, I hope you understand that this is a £2k custom-made dress that I intend to wear at Royal Ascot … but as a goodwill gesture I would be willing to offer …”

Sonja, after giving Lizzie a bemused look, quickly turned back & told Vanessa:

“I think that’s a really positive gesture, Vanessa. I’m certain we’ll find the right way to make the most of your gift. You can get changed & hand it over when you’re ready …”

But before Sonja finished, Lizzie cut in again:

“No Sonja, she can give it to us right now …. She’ll get a kick out of stripping off in front of us…”

Lizzie stood up, moved right in front of Vanessa, grabbed her by both of her arms, & told her:

“Stand up …. Remember what we discussed?” as she pulled an unresisting Vanessa to her feet.

“Take it off … NOW!” said Lizzie, as she tugged Vanessa into a position in front of the settees. She resumed sitting just where the upper class lady had been, & told her:

“Come on, you posh slut! Don’t make me come over there & pull it off you.”

Sonja was thoroughly shocked by the sudden turn of events, Lizzie’s out-of-nowhere aggressive behavior, & Vanessa’s strangely acquiescent response. She tried to calm things down, especially as everything had been unfolding just as she had hoped, & said:

“No, Lizzie, she’s agreed to give us everything we wanted for now. There’s no need for this at the minute …”

Just as Sonja finished, she turned her head just in time to watch Vanessa’s high fashion dress fall to the floor, gathered around her heels. The beautiful aristocrat stood motionless, hands tucked-in behind her back, nose up & staring ahead, as if unaware of the seated women. In contrast, Lizzie & Sonja couldn’t take their eyes off the rich woman, stood quite imperiously in front of them, gorgeously attired in her dark blue & ivory silk lingerie, stockings, now hidden heels &, last but certainly not least, all topped off with her tastefully lavish Bvlgari jewellery.

Vanessa wasn’t in the least feeling embarrassed, her self-confidence & assurance remained intact. She knew she still looked amazing & was more than happy to let the low class women take in the view, delighted to be the cause of their feelings of lustful envy. She felt a slight tingling in her groin, but was disappointed in the overall sensation. Instead, she found herself keenly awaiting the next stage, she needed to feel much more inside. Most of all, she wanted a positive signal, a sign of approval from Lizzie.

Sonja couldn’t quite get her head around what was happening, but was smart enough to realize she was now several steps off the pace as far as the developments in this bizarre relationship were concerned. After about 20 seconds of an awkward silence, Sonja was riveted as she watched Lizzie rise, & then quickly move right in front of Vanessa. Lizzie addressed the regal socialite:

“There you go, eh? Easy, wasn’t it? Let me help you step out of that dress.”

Lizzie gently rubbed two fingers on Vanessa’s cherry blossom pink tinted lips, which quickly parted. While Vanessa eagerly wrapped her tongue around the invading digits, Lizzie leaned even closer & whispered in her ear:

“Don’t worry, next time we’ll do this in a place more suitable, not nearly so posh … & you can handover all yer fancy kit … or I’ll help … whatever takes my fancy …”

Lizzie withdrew her wet fingers, ran them slowly down the front of Vanessa’s panties, & paused there while she lowered herself towards the floor. After she gestured Vanessa to step out, Lizzie eased the dress away along the highly polished wood surface.

As Lizzie stood up, allowing the expensive dress to hang down from her raised hands, she told Vanessa:

“Thanks … I guess we could do with one of those neat dress carriers as well … just when you’re ready.”

Vanessa’s body, though, had its erotic indicators in their red zone, signalling the full impact of Lizzie’s words & actions.

“Of … of course … I’ll bring one down when I get dressed.”

Sonja pointed out, “What the hell, Lizzie? You could’ve let her do all this upstairs! I’ve got more important stuff to take care of … I thought you knew that?”

“Yeah, true … but you don’t know everything, Sonja … I told you earlier … her ass is mine!”