Now, as she followed the woman down the hall, freshly bathed and dressed in a robe that conveniently fell open to expose most of her breasts, she was ...nxious and wondered what would be expected of her.“The master awaits.” The woman opened an ornate door and motioned for Marie to enter.The room was massive, decorated with wood paneling and paintings, but in the middle was an enormous four poster bed with sumptuous silks and brocades adorning it. Laying in the middle of the bed was a young man,. . I did it for us,” She touched my chest, but she looked to the room.“Until you want it for you,” I grumbled, “You’re on the bottom of the list again.”“And if I never do?”“I want to be in bed with you, for me.” I told her. “I want to feel like this everyday. I cannot forget that you were my first girl. I won’t, and I hope I never forget or lose the opportunity to feel as goofy and as excited as I do right now.”“OK,” She said, “Wash my back now?”“Of course,” I said.I don’t think we were good. Smaller than Mom's waist, in fact.The corset she wore with this gown was navy blue as well,beautifully trimmed in the same shade of lace. It was laced withdrawstrings in the back. Mother had a special device, mounted onher closet wall, which she used to draw the laces, cross them,and tie a bow to secure them. It involved fastening the laces tothe device, leaning forward to pull the waist tight andmanipulating a swivel attachment on the device to cross thelaces under tension and tie them.. He moved a little between each flash so each shot was at a slightly different angle. Later he would select only the best ones.Dave knew pictures like he was taking looked even better if there were just a few hints of paint on plain skin. Dipping finger into her paint holder he told her what he was doing. He swiped her thighs and the back of her legs in a few places with a short stripe of paint.Then, he told her how great she was doing. When she beamed he put a single line of paint on her left.