Reyona’s Revenge

Without another word, Reyona opened the door.

She tossed Toria a look as she opened the back door and picked up the second bag.

“Here, don’t forget this,” Toria said as she quickly gave Reyona a small black case.

Reyona collected it and headed towards the restroom area of the supermarket.

“Woohoo! Go girl!” Toria hollered so loudly that those outside all turned to look at her.

Reyona quickened her pace and went inside as Toria grinned at those looking at her weirdly.

She waved at them like a celebrity and added a cheeky “Hi” before she ducked her head back into the car.

Everyone went back to what they were doing without a pause.

Reyona, on the other hand, was having more than a pause as she entered one of the stalls and quickly undressed.

Firmly taking her mind off what she was about to do, she pulled down the front zipper that went all the way to the navel and slid the bodysuit on.

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It fitted her perfectly, like a dream.

Toria had always known her size, but then, to Reyona, it fitted too well.

Snug and shiny, it sighed against her skin like a lover coming home to its beloved.

Reyona snorted at the kind of comparison she made and blamed Toria firmly for her silly thoughts.

Before she could change her mind, she quickly changed her heels for the black, dainty stilleto with the wraparound straps.

Oh, man.

How could her sister know her this well? She thought with a wry smile.

The heel was a bit higher than what Reyona was used to but she didn’t feel any discomfort moving with it.

Nothing was out of place at all.

She quickly folded her clothes and placed them in the bag.

She reached for the pearl necklace to remove it, but decided to check it out first.

Feeling a bit weird in the tight-fitting clothing, she came out of the stall and headed for the mirror.

Reyona almost couldn’t recognise herself as she stared at her reflection.

She looked like…

“Holy sh*t!” a woman exclaimed as she opened the main restroom door and saw Reyona.

She heaved a sigh as she said, “If I can squeeze myself into that dress right now, I will be wrestling you for it.”

Reyona smiled a bit awkwardly as she said, “Thank you.”

“And that hair,” the ample-sized woman continued talking as she entered the stall and started urinating. “How are you blessed with such gorgeous hair and a gorgeous body?” another sigh. “If I have the nerve to be petty, I will hate you right now.”

Feeling a bit uncomfortable with hearing the sound of the woman’s pee mingled with her chirpy voice, Reyona smiled reluctantly at the sheer sincerity of the woman’s voice.

“And that necklace? How can one woman be so blessed? Gary would probably complain from morning till night if I splurged on something like that,” she said with a loud laugh. “At least I can live through you. I will dream of dressing like that tonight, then I will…”

Reyona quickly looked at the necklace again and decided it was staying on.

It made her look hot, badassy, and classy all at once.

“… and I will…” The woman was still talking as Reyona headed to the door.

She thought of slipping out but decided it was rude. She raised her voice and said, “It is nice meeting you…”

“Laura. I am Laura, your latest fan.”

“Nice meeting you,” Reyona muttered as the woman’s laughter followed her out of the stall.

Reyona ignored the appreciative looks and whispers she was getting as she hastened her pace towards the front door.

Then, when she heard someone whisper, “She looks familiar, doesn’t she?”

She quickly put on the diamond-studded, Bulgari dark shades, that Toria handed her last.

She felt like an espionage spy yet she felt so good as well.

Many heads turned as she got outside.

A bunch of guys guffawing on their way to the game centre close to the mart whistled, and one of them said, “My, oh my! Someone is about to get lucky tonight.”

“You wish,” Reyona thought in disdain as she headed for the car.

She saw that Toria had changed her seat and was now in the driver’s seat, so she quickly entered the passenger side.

Toria looked at her with her mouth exaggeratedly open, then she asked, “Who are you? What did you do with my sister?”

Reyona rolled her eyes even as she smiled. “I assume you are driving?”

“Hell, yes. I am driving! It is a sacrilege to let such a masterpiece like you drive. Oh, boy! Rey!”

“Okay, enough. I have got enough of this in there, you know. It is this ridiculous thing you made me wear.”

“No, it is you, sister. All you. You made the get-up beautiful,” Toria said emphatically.

Reyona gave her a look and then laughed suddenly. “I think I just made a new friend in there.”

“Oh yeah?” Toria answered. “And the night had not even started yet.” She started the car and said, “Now, sit back and enjoy the ride, my lady.”

Reyona shook her head and relaxed back.

She sure felt relaxed.

She looked over at Toria as she drove out of the park and asked, “Where are we going?”

“It is a surprise. Here,” Toria reached for her bag as she said, “I can still see some tear streaks on your face. Turn up, babe, and let’s go show them who is who.”

Reyona wondered what Toria had in mind but she didn’t think much of it.

At the moment, all she wanted to do was go with the flow.

Who better to do that than the queen of spontaneity herself?

As Toria drove like she was on a racecourse, Reyona did as she was told; she made up her face.

And anticipated what the night had in store.