I was gentle and slow and comforting and she told me that it was as if a new life had begun for her. She said it was the first time that she had truly...enjoyed a man being inside her. She wanted more of this, she told me.My Mia made me laugh. She was full of joy with our new life and we talked of marriage when my divorce was finally granted. I could not have been happier. My sorrow and anger with my former wife had vanished with the wind. Mia's fear and unhappiness had gone with it. It was a. There , near the sink there was an envelope containing a lot of money ! I kept it in my bag. I found a black lingerie and a card reading “ WEAR ME ! “.I removed my red lingerie and wore the black one. It was short and tight. My boobs were about to overflow from the bra .I exited the bathroom and entered the room. “Do I look good ? “,I asked Adam“Sexy ! “,Barb saidShe now wore a sexy black lingerie too. Adam said,”Barb..take care of her while I take care of Ben...right Ben ? ““Yeah..!”,Ben. " His after-shave smelled remarkably like an expensive French perfume my mother sometimes wore.The shop's back room was cozy and warm. "Take your jacket off, why don't you?" my uncle invited. "How about a nice glass of sherry?"Without waiting for my response, he poured us two generous measures from a cut glass decanter from the sideboard. I noticed that hanging in a dark corner of the room was yet another Victorian corset, this one in purple, with vivid emerald side panels and a black bra and. “I’m Mr. Caldwell, as in Caldwell Galleries.” Hmm. There wasn’t going to be any first names here, I could tell. Apparently, my jeans weren’t what was expected of an artist in New York.“Pleased to meet you, Mr. Caldwell.” He ignored my offered hand.“This gallery is too big for your collection. We expected more pieces. You do have more, don’t you?” he asked as we entered the room.“Of course,” I said, subconsciously adopting a bit of his snooty tone, “just not for you.” Clarice nodded subtly to.