Chapter Two
“Decadent, isn’t it?” Lauren laughed.
“Almost like the Poconos,” Roxanne said and smiled. It was the first real smile she had seen, and it made Lauren feel better. Roxanne seemed to be opening up a bit. She opened the door all the way and walked into the bathroom where Lauren could hear water running.
Lauren walked in and looked around. Roxanne’s room was smaller than her own, but similarly decorated. Both of Roxanne’s bags were open and sitting on the bed and she saw that the smaller one seemed to be nothing but lingerie. She remembered her friend’s admitted addiction and found herself smiling. Lauren rarely wore sexy under things for reasons of her own. She found herself wandering over to the bed and taking a closer look. A corset was sitting on the bed; it was ivory satin
