D. She inspected it thoroughly and handed it back, moving her hidden hand to a buzzer that unlocked the door opposite the one we entered. She glared s...spiciously at me as I walked by and I glared back until my father called me into the office and closed the door firmly on the secretary/guard.The room inside was lavishly decorated with Persian carpets, antique paintings of seventeenth century battles, real Civil War cavalry swords (I could feel the lives they had taken; it's a gift, don't ask),. I remember when he bought me sheer nylon hose, he said they gave me a 'grown up' look and showed off my shapely legs. It became normal for me to wear my nylons and high heel shoes in his den. Aunty liked to do a Sunday roast and reckoned I looked really cute. I was becoming aware of sexuality and I knew uncle Ben started to admire me as a female so I started to tease him a little by bending over while wearing mini skirts during my housework. One day we were playing a game on his computer and I. ‘Do you enjoy watching me best your husband, Milady?’ ‘Sometimes I wish you would slip and run him through,’ the Baroness responded as Cayden’s lips met her upper arm. She slouched a little as the bodice of the gown slipped farther down her bosom. Cayden chuckled softly. ‘Otto is my dearest friend, Milady,’ she whispered, her hand gliding over the woman’s shoulder and arm, attempting to push the dress away from Sophie’s breasts. ‘Besides, if I killed Otto by accident, you would be forced to. But I will point out something, once, and that’s the fact that YOU acknowledged something changed when you quit shaking that cute little ... rear at me!”Kimmy laughed, “I KNOW you look. I don’t have to be obvious about it. And before you deny it, I know you well enough that you notice, even if you aren’t staring. You aren’t dead just yet!”“You might want to ask Penny’s opinion on that one!”“Penny’s problem is that she can’t distinguish lust from love. She loves you, sure, but it’s lust that.