The lighting was wrong. He was looking right into her eyes, but all she could see was glare. It felt like ice shooting through his veins and across hi... gut. Countered by a very warm and growing sensation right below his gut. She was holding up a lingerie top. It almost looked like a bustier. Dark blue or black with light blue trim. A pretty bow on the strap. Her hair was in a ponytail off of her shoulder. Her bangs falling down across her face. She turned and smiled at another woman in the. The right amount to peek from a dress she thought with a grin as she gave him a pat that made him smile."Ready for your dress?" Sandy asked as she stood."You bet!" Mark said as happily as he might for just about anything that puts a man in the mood Mark was in. That was Susan's signal and she came in with the girl that had stood outside. Both had arms full of delicate things that made Mark hug himself."Do I get to wear a slip? Helen said I'd get to wear a slip!" Mark said suddenly sounding a. I could feel Dad’s glare on me but he remained silent. ‘Are you prepared to marry my daughter without delay and without reservation?’ ‘Well, there is a cause for delay but I assure you the cause isn’t of my doing.’ ‘Please explain.’ ‘My father agreed— ‘Now just one minute,’ Dad interrupted. ‘Shut up!’ my future father in law shouted. The giant bodyguard made a rumbling sound and Dad shut up. ‘My father agreed to certain management changes in the company in order that my mother’s interests are. Please follow me I will show you to your table." Helen sent shivers through me immediately and Peter was OK as well. Helen had a tight mini on and a button up blouse a least a couple of sizes to small and there were gaps between the buttons exposing some of her bra and the top half of her breasts. She had the top buttons undone and was showing a lot of cleavage.I showed them to table 8 and said I would return with a drinks menu shortly.After showing others to their respective tables I returned.