EXTRACT FOR Facesitting Her Admirer - A First Time Femdom Female Domination Short Story (Scarlett Steele) 
Your ass is FINE! Carol blinked as she read the text from an anonymous sender. Her eyes skirted around the small café, the usual coffee lovers sat among the tables, no one who looked remotely interested in her. She pulled her short auburn hair behind her ear like she does when nervous and took a sip of her latte. Carol shrugged as she gathered her handbag and headed to work at the boutique at the mall.
Certainly, there could be any many possibilities at work, because Carol saw people all day long. Part of her job was to stock the shelves of sweaters and jeans and had her on ladders throughout the day. Now self-conscious, Carol climbed up as she shoved the new line of winter sweaters onto the shelves. She glanced around the store every few minutes looking for her potential admirer.
By afternoon she'd forgotten the text when her email alert went off and she checked. Are you wondering who it is that thinks you have the finest ass around? Carol, again shocked, the sender was even more shocking. It read Ass Admirer. Carol knew it possible to get an email and add any name to it. Google sure didn't require a real name for the sender. It perplexed the woman as she was now unnerved by such blatant messages about her ass.
Carol walked to the ice cream parlor across the way from the boutique for a late lunch. Sitting at the counter, Jeremey served her a double scoop of dark chocolate caramel ice cream in a waffle cone. He smiled as he added a healthy portion of whipped topping complete with a cherry. "What's going on, Carol dear? You seemed rattled today," Jeremey said as he handed her the delectable dessert.
"Just some weirdo keeps sending me strange messages about my ass." Carol scowled as she took a bite of her cone.
"What? Someone is sending you messages about your ass? How crude and silly!" Jeremey shook his head. The man, tall and thin with dark hair slicked back stood behind the counter as he talked with Carol. "Who would do something like that?"
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