She unbuttoned the cuffs and half the front of her blouse, and then seemed to change her mind. She leaned against the cupboard and tugged off her boot..., leaving them where they fell. I caught my first glimpse of her cleavage. Perhaps she hadn’t changed her mind after all. She finished removing her blouse, revealing a lacy white bra. Her eyes held mine, as if daring me to fixate on her breasts. Her hands went behind her back to unclip her skirt. She stepped forward out of the puddle it made on. "Then I guess I'd have made a big mistake. My gut's telling me that you're the man I've been looking for. If my gut's wrong, then I'm in trouble," she replies. "Are you crazy?" she asks. "No, but that's beside the point. I could have been," I quickly point out. "Perhaps that's why I need a man to look after me," she quietly says. "Look, I'm sorry, maybe I've made a mistake. I thought any man would jump at the opportunity I'm offering you. I'm essentially offering myself as your personal. Her sons, Macro and Lamas are princes now. Uncle Botho is enraged, of course. He'll never give up. Personally, I think Macro will make a good successor. The way he runs Tanitsar as Vice-regent already shows his qualities."But you would not believe what happened. After the meal and all the announcements and toasts, a young slave girl from Javila's household stepped up and read from the ancient Tales of Tanitsar, translated into Hani!"The cup dropped from Alana's hands, breaking in two and. .."Now you are going to need to put this matching bra on before we go anyfurther."It was silky with a lace trim around the cups. Jayne patiently hookedme into my first bra and then as I looked at myself in the mirror Iheard the click of her mobile phone's camera."I can't have you wandering around all flat chested so we need to fillyour cups. I need to glue them on so they look natural.. Oops! Quicktake you bra off."I realised I was stuck. Jayne had in her zeal overdone the glue."Look we'll.