Abby:
Sister Cities was a perfectly wonderful, bustling city. As much as I loved my time on the wooded pack lands and at the lake, this was much more my comfort zone. Buildings scraped the sky. There was hustle and bustle. And, to my somewhat embarrassed delight, designer shopping. Which is currently where I found myself, sipping champagne in a luxury showroom with the most adorable sales woman.
“I think this is the one! It’s deceptively sexy.” She declared, bringing out a black satin dress. I slipped it on and looked in the mirror. It was stunning. The halter neckline covered my chest and draped into a beautiful column of night. My back was completely open, exposing my skin to just above the curve of my buttocks.
“Oooh I love it. Understated in the front, sexy in the back. Perfect!”
