Her large hard nipples pushed against the material. Debi shyly stood there for a moment, biting her lower lip. She could barely remember the last time...she had stood in front of a man in lingerie. She had tried to stay in shape, she was only a few pounds over her desired weight, but nature and gravity has started to pull things this way and that. She touched her breasts thru her lace bra. God, she couldn’t imagine what had gotten into her. She had never done anything like this. But it was. I think John couldtell. He let out an inquisitive "Hmmm" after I finished."I really don't know how you think I could play it. Or how I could playit at all. I mean they are rather outrageous characters and well, Ijust don't think I could." Nonsense. Let me see you perform this monologue."He handed me the book held open to a particular page. The scene was ofSolange, the elder of the two maids and sister to Claire, the younger.Throughout the play Solange and Claire engage in role-play mocking. “„Good, I think I may be some help,“ said Zena, standing up. Like Karena, she wore a simple, white, tunic style dress, belted at the waist, with a skirt that came no more than halfway down her thighs. That skirt was split for some twelve inches at one side, so that it was evident that neither girl wore anything beneath it. This was the conventional gown in which ladies of quality relaxed in when in their own quarters. Zena was shod in white leather sandals with high heels and the leather strips. " Aaron released his hold on his backpack, tossing it the rest of the way tothe top of the stairs, then turned and walked back down to the landing. "I'msorry," he said, slightly annoyed that his sister had decided to finally useher authority. "Now that doesn't sound very respectful, does it? Why don't you try thatagain." Aaron shuffled on the landing. "I'm sorry, Ma'am." Andrea smiled sweetly at her brother. "That's better. You know, Aaron, justbecause I'm your sister does not mean that I'm.