CHAPTER FOURTEEN.

“Stella made this for you since we have no gowns that fit you perfectly.” Olivia extended her hands to present a nice lilac-colored gown to Gabby

Gabby didn’t fancy bright colors so she thought she would not like the dress.

“I made her sew it Olivia continued, it should suit you.”

“Thank you,” Gabby said.

“No, thank Stella, she had sleepless nights doing this, I would have sewed it myself, but I have no lesson with making stitches, might have pricked myself to death with the needles.”

Olivia helped Gabby out of her gown into the new one, its corsets hugging Gabby without suffocating her, the bustling skirt flowed gracefully just above the ground, the neckline low and revealing Gabby’s bosom in the most sensual way possible. Gabby looked at herself in the mirror and gasped.

Olivia squealed with joy. “Mr. Mills should see you in this, you look fabulous she continued, and that bosom would make any man turn and fawn over you.” Olivia’s eyes were guilty of obvious admiration for her madam.