“Ah, Miss Edith! Très merveilleux! I’m so glad you could make it! Please, do come in,” Capucine said.
Edith smiled warmly as she entered Capucine’s apartment. She glanced around. The luxurious apartment was well furnished. The abundance of carvings, paintings, and sculptures showed how much Capucine loved art. That was one major reason Edith was here.
She took a cursory glance at her hostess. A brunette, Capucine had remarkably fair skin that almost seemed to glow. She was quite a beauty, a perfect depiction of elegance, with her silk dress draping her neat curves, small pearl necklace, and shiny dark brown hair held up in a stylish chignon. Her full pouty lips stood out of her small face, and Edith glanced at that pretty mouth several times. Capucine had a fine figure, with her breasts
