Falling for Sakura
Jane said, “I know it’s rather showy, but it’s not much different from swimwear, is it?”
Sakura had to agree with that. To ease her embarrassment in wearing something this exotic and sexy, she’d just have to think of it as wearing a bikini, except with thigh-high stockings.
“Should we get started?” Jane asked.
Sakura nodded, and some ten minutes later, she was done, staring wide-eyed at herself in the full-length mirror. She was now wearing lingerie of silk and lace panties and a bra in white and pale pink, along with thigh-high stockings of the same colors, designed in the style of sakura flowers in spring. All three pieces had beads and crystals beautifully sewn into the fabric. On her ear