“What master plan?”
Before she could answer him, the toilet flushed and Sophie walked back into the bedroom. She now had a bit of strut in her step and wasn’t the least bit embarrassed to be naked in front of the other two. “Okay, now I’m ready.” She held out her hand for Marissa to pass her the lingerie.
“Let me help you,” said Marissa as she carefully removed the tags from the bra and panty set.
“I can dress myself,” Sophie said a little tartly.
“But that’s not the point, is it?” Marissa said with a quick glance toward her husband. Understanding that she really didn’t have a choice in the matter, Sophie stood in the middle of the bedroom as Marissa knelt down in front of her and had Sophie pick up one foot at a time so she could slip the silken garment on her legs and then pull it up
