Was the last in line. He shook my hand, nuzzled both of my cheeks and whispered, “You look gorgeous”. From him, it was a great compliment. “Ohh,...Thank God the meeting is over” I thought and left. In my room, I opened the French doors, and stepped out onto the small terrace. I stood with my hands on the doors, inhaling the scent of the roses mixed with the sea breeze. “That’s what I need, true relaxation”, quickly went into bedroom, took off my attire and put on my bathing suit. “Good it’s dry.”. The fitter was named Sandy, andshe was really hot. Taking my top off before her, and knowing I was there- a man - for a bra fitting, I never felt so inadequate. But, as shemeasured me, cold hands making me jump, I thought if all I had to do wastry on a few bras everything was good.Nine bras in and we'd settled on a couple of designs. It was obvious frommy choices, I loved satin, lace, soft colors. As Sandy adjusted thestraps of a cute little balconette, she looked at Kat."Okay. Now for the. The girls downstairs who aren’t chosen have to leave. As do all the men other than Pierre.”“Just a moment!” I interrupted. “Are you saying that all those men are willing to hand their partners over to be fucked in their absence.”“Of course!” Lily said with a grin. “I tell you, all those girls will have been begging their men to get tickets for Invitation Night for months, and if they don’t get chosen this time, they will carry on begging to be taken next month. Most of them haven’t had a. You're so good, Alice, so good. You deserve better.” He starts to play with my hand as he says this, reassuring me. ”Thank you for that. But what's done is done, right? I just wish he never even bothered in the first place. He said I was plain. It's my fault really. I should have known with those fucking wandering eyes. I’m so stupid, dad.” I put my face in my hands and begin to sob a little. He grabs me in his arms and puts me on his lap. He holds me tight and lets me cry a little more. I'm.