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The Forest of Divination, Faerie Fawn I looked in the mirror, turning this way and that. I felt sexy as hell and secretly wondered what Fallon would think. Geez... I need to stop with that already. A pale pink suede crop top was paired with soft, low-rise, pale pink suede pants that laced up. The softest white suede boots with pink fringe encased my feet. My aunties would have had a fit. I’m surprised they let Freya leave it for me.

instead. Just as I was about to ask the makeup artist to get started, Bonnie suddenly spoke in a frosty tone. “Miss Smith, you really expect me to wear this for the shoot?” My brow furrowed slightly. “Is something wrong with the dress?” Bonnie slowly turned around—and when she did, everyone in the studio gasped in shock. Down the back of the dress was a neat row of moonstone buttons, glimmering like scattered moonlight against the fiery red fabric.

I then put the outfit on. It was a dark blue, almost black, tailored fitted pantsuit, and a crisp white blouse. I was not surprised that the pant fitted me perfectly, accentuating my curve, yet maintaining it's professional look. I wore a blazer over my top, the length a little past my butt, the same colour and texture and my pants. "Sit your ass dowm." Bonnie said to me, and having no choice in the matter, I did as she said. She then proceeded to apply some products to my hair, before styling it into a simple updo ending in a bun.

Careful not to give me any false hopes of our relationship. "Well whatever name we give this outing, doesn't really matter now because you still need to get ready for it before your prince charming arrives. So come on now, let's get you dressed up shall we?" Bona helped pick out an outfit of blue jeans, and a black velvet sweater which surprisingly looked quite good. She went on to style my hair and fix my makeup too. I looked good enough and I wondered why I just didn't ask my friend for help in the first place and save myself the hussle of trying on clothes for hours.

She frowned intensely and pointed at Frederick. "Are you going to wear that?" Frederick looked at his suit with some confusion. Did his outfit embarrass Fiona? His outfit was way better than the one Wynne wore when he jumped off the building and even captivated all the female employees of Team One at Timbergale Corporation.

Once I have the dress on, I walk out into the main room. "What do you think, Bonnie?" "It's very unusual. The dress itself is very proper and classic, with just a flash of leg. That hot pink bow, though, gives it quite a bit of sex appeal. It's like a bow on a present that you want to untie. I think my son will love it." Bonnie suggests with a twinkle in her eye, "What do you think, Felicia?" "Do you have any hot pink lingerie, Caroline?" I ask with a smile.

We were just sex partners, nothing more. As I danced with Yvonne, my mind began to wander. I couldn't help but think about the last time I would have sex with Allison. I wanted it to be special, to leave a lasting impression. I envisioned her dressed in a curly brown wig, a bunny mask, and a bunny costume dress - my favorite OnlyFans, Sweetest Bunny's outfit. I imagined the way she would look, the way she would feel. It was a fantasy I couldn't shake, and I found myself getting lost in the thought of it.

Somewhat excited but skeptical about the possibility of Ronnie straight up ghosting her all over again afterwards, Belle went in the shower to wash up in preparation for her second date with Ronnie. Apparently, they had synchronized their watches and Ronnie had given her exactly one hour. After a few minutes of indecision about what to throw on for the evening, she finally chose a sleeveless, strappy, open back, black, mini dress with semi fitted bodice which showed off the slim line of her figure to a better advantage.

But despite the initial shock, a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she took a lingering look at him, her annoyance and earlier disappointment melting away. Joslyn's eyes swept over Gabriel's attire, taking in the sight of him in a form-fitting, black wife beater that accentuated his muscular physique. The fabric hugged his chest snugly, revealing the contours of his well-defined muscles and abs—was that an eight-pack?—while a pair of fitted black gym shorts showcased his toned manly legs. As she processed the sight in front of her eyes, a wave of dirty thoughts crept into her mind, imagining all sorts of scenarios that involved the use of those muscles. Quickly shaking off the

His words ripped my heart open like a sharp blade, leaving me embarrassed. They were about to come out, so I quickly hid in the fire escape. After everyone left, I retrieved the crochet bouquet from the trash can. Greyson, who suddenly returned, bumped into me. A look of awkwardness appeared in his eyes. "Nicola, I forgot to take the flowers." I dodged his outstretched hand. "The bouquet you have is fine. You don't need this one." My gaze fell on the red roses in his arms. He was taken aback, followed by annoyance at being exposed. "Why are you making a fuss? I told you I left them behind! And these red roses are much prettier than your stupid flower! Elise is prettier than you and better th