Chapter 10

I was more than a little nervous as I slipped into the nineteenth century apparel that Lance had produced.  It was really happening.  I was really going to go back in time.  He was taking me back to the early nineteenth century.

Since I came from a family of wealth and was marrying into wealth, I was required to dress accordingly.  Although the billowing cotton skirt was tolerable, I couldn’t say as much for the tortuous corset or the hoop that swayed to and fro when I walked.

Lance explained that most ladies rested their hands on their hips to help keep the swaying to a minimum when they moved about.  It was all so taxing to deal with, let alone remember.

The underdrawers were a surprise that made me giggle.  They were literally made with a huge slit in the crotch.  I couldn’t help joking with Nora about the ease in sneaking about with a lover.  After which, I had to calm my body down as I considered how it wo