There were times when Lucy looked at her with such an innocent expression that she wanted to hug her and protect her from the rest of the world. Other...times, Lucy could look at William with such wanton lust that all Barbara wanted to do was ravish her. She just wished that Lucy would look at her with that kind of desire."She's brilliant," Ed said knowing that William valued Lucy's mind far beyond her physical beauty.Barbara said, "I know. She's scary brilliant. That's part of her charm." She. De Villefort."Never mind, Renee," replied the marquise, with a look of tenderness that seemed out of keeping with her harsh dry features; but, however all other feelings may be withered in a woman's nature, there is always one bright smiling spot in the desert of her heart, and that is the shrine of maternal love. "I forgive you. What I was saying, Villefort, was, that the Bonapartists had not our sincerity, enthusiasm, or devotion." They had, however, what supplied the place of those fine. As she watched, I unbuttoned my dress from top to bottom. I watched her eyes lit up as I removed my dress, and she got an unrestricted view of my naked breasts.My breasts were small but round and tight. I had small pink nipples, now completely erect. She stood mesmerized as I gave her my dress. Her eyes ran all over my body, my small naked breasts, curvy hips, smooth and flat stomach.Her eyes stayed around my navel for some time before going down and looking hungrily at my panty. Her eyes. My hair-trigger began to rise as the door opened to reveal her, almost in slow motion. I noticed first the vivid shade of dark red on her nails. She had pale skin, but not too pale, and as the door opened further, my cock began figuratively jumping for joy.Black high-heels over sculpted ankles, then up to thighs more perfect than God's dope must have been. Hips barely concealed by a thin, diaphanous black robe, more like cellophane wraps a present than conceals. My eyes bulged when I saw her.