’ ‘Ma oui. Little roses or petit fleurs.’ ‘Roses I think.’ ‘Oui.’ agreed Justine as she rustled through the pile of clothes to pull out ... white corset with little red roses all over it. ‘Here we are.’ She passed the corset to Noella. ‘I leave you for a moment. Would you like me to get some stockings to try?’ ‘That would be lovely.’ Justine left through the flap like door and Noella started to get changed. Soon she was standing in front of the mirrored walls,the effect was stunning. The corset. " Thank you," Benni said minding his manners as the bald man towered over him. "Would you help me lift him up to his feet?"Together they got Dember standing, which was enough activity to get the drugged man to open his bloodshot eyes. When Dember began to moan and bitch, Benni felt relieved. Together they stumbled into the main room with Benni holding his heart-friend steady. Benni scanned the faces looking for a family member to help him lug Dember home. A tap on his shoulder alerted him that. "Want to hear some classical?" You like classical?" Actually I learned piano to play the classics, Chopin's nocturne and etudes, Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, a very hauntingly eerie piece of music."Connie asked me to play Chopin's etude opus ten number three, a piece with a lot of expression. I did and she was very pleased. "So Connie, how do you know about Chopin?" My Mom used to listen to classical music all the time."I did Greensleaves which is an oldie from England and a few Beatles hits. He was so intense...so anxious...and so damn cute. I couldn't disappoint him. I lied. I told him Mr Taylor had brushed up against my ass several times as he passed me between the filing cabinet and pressed against me hard enough for me to feel how big and stiff black cock was. Prompted by his leading questions and rigid cock he was trying to stick inside me, I let him drag the "truth" out of me. I "admitted" that Mr Taylor had fondled my ass and my breasts several times during the day and.