Watching Her

Chapter 11

Lucy poured herself a glass of wine and sat down on her sofa. She swirled the wine around and smiled as she caught her elongated face in the glass before taking a gulp. She looked up towards the stairs and hummed to herself. She wiggled her bottom into the sofa and pulled up her legs and tucked them under herself and took another gulp of wine. She had an hour or two before she had to leave.

After five minutes of being unsettled on the sofa she got up, she just couldn't get comfortable. She carried her wine glass up the stairs and opened her wardrobe and between gulps of wine looked through her now hung-up tops and dresses. She picked out a couple of options and then promptly sat down in front of her dressing table. She looked at the mirror and sat there and offered the tops to herself. 'I need a full-size mirror' she mused as she alternated between the red halter neck style red dress and the strappy purple number top and jeans.

As she put the red halter neck top in front of her the Reflection nodded in approval.

"Oh, isn't it a bit posh for Shades?" She seriously asked the Reflection.

The Reflection shook its head.

"Oh, I will trust you. It's good to know you are here now, that's early for you?" Lucy asked as she looked on, "Are you sure that one is the best?" asked with the red dress folded on her lap in front of her.

The Reflection again nodded and then smiled at Lucy and looked again longingly at the cigarette pack.

It was Lucy's turn to smile and shrugged her shoulders as then both her and the Reflection took a gulp of her wine, as she put the glass down on the tabletop Lucy hesitantly pulled out a cigarette and placed it between her lips, she then panicked, and then hung her tops up on the old brass handle of the dressing table and it was then just the both of them smiling with the cigarette between their lips that they quickly lit up.

They alternated drag on the cigarette and sip on the wine, Lucy enjoyed that the wine washed the taste of the cigarette away rather nicely, but also enjoyed the buzz from the cigarette.

Lucy matched the reflection inhale for exhale, she was mesmerised watching the smoke bounce off the mirror, rise to the ceiling, flow out of their noses. She was almost giddy watching herself do it. She couldn't believe she was. The wine was certainly helping her mouth taste better after each drag.

Lucy went to stub the cigarette out as it got hot between her fingers as it reached the filter and noticed that it was back to being her mirror image. There were only five butts in the ashtray in front of her as well as in the mirror. She smiled; she now knew how to spot when the dressing table was playing games.

She got up and sighed through her nose, she could smell cigarettes emitting from within. It spooked her a little. Lucy carried her now empty wine glass downstairs and quickly topped it up, looked in the fridge and pulled out the microwave lasagne for one.

With the TV on in the background, Lucy quickly demolished her tea and poured herself the last glass from the bottle of wine. She didn't care that she had already drunk a whole bottle. She was getting a taxi in an hours' time.

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Lucy got undressed and briefly stood naked in front of the mirror, before bending over pulling up her large white compression knickers and then putting on her strapless bra. She knew that she didn't need the Spandex pants, but it made her feel better in the tight-fitting dress.

She pulled the dress over her head and then pulled it down to her knees, it looked stunning, 'The dressing table has taste' she smiled at it.

Lucy then sat down in front of the mirror to try and tie the halter neck up. After faffing for five minutes in the mirror she eventually got it tied so it wasn't going to fall down and reveal her boring white bra.

She glanced at her phone the taxi was coming in twenty minutes, she had to rush, she got ready to touch up her makeup, and her hand reached for the pack of cigarettes, and she glanced at the mirror, but it was just her mirror image, the ashtray still only had the five cigarettes in it. Lucy frowned and sucked on her lips thoughtfully before removing her hand from the pack and continued putting on her makeup.

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Lucy climbed the stairs in the darkness slowly giggling to herself using her hand to support herself as she focused on putting one foot in front of the other as she made her way up the creaking stairs. It has been great fun; they had drunk far too much and danced the night away. They had even bumped into Liam and Simon, but she had lost them when they had headed off to the smoking area in the nightclub at some point.

She stumbled into the bathroom and like a cat playing it took her a couple of attempts to grab the pull cord, and to turn the light on, she then focused on her face in the little mirror, her make up as predictably smudged as she had drunkenly attempted to reapply throughout the night. She pulled, tugged, and fought the halter neck knot and eventually it fell loose and with a couple of moves it dropped to the floor, her bra and her huge knickers eventually followed suit as she stumbled around the bathroom, she then finally sat down on the toilet.

With her elbows leaning on her knees, her hands supporting her head she looked through the open door at her bedroom, the desk light was on. She shook her head then regretted doing that as the world swirled, she was sure that she had turned everything off when she left the house. She can still hear in her head her mum and dad shouting at her "turn the bloody lights off" whenever she leaves a room.

Her focus was now urgently on the bedroom, she got up and forgot to flush, bounced off both bathroom and bedroom door frames before landing triumphantly at the dressing table.

At first glance in the mirror, she smiled, her Reflection and nodded happily. Lucy had to take a double look as her hair and makeup was still perfect in this mirror, yes, she and her Reflection were still very naked and very drunk, but she looked a lot less of a mess. She looked absolutely gorgeous. "Mirror, I like you a lot, I really do!" She drunkenly pronounced with all seriousness as their hands went straight to the pack and "And Shh you, as I also might like a ciggy!" She giggled as pulled a cigarette out of the pack and unsteadily placed the filter between their lips.