Her hair was still wet when she got out from the bathroom with a towel over her body. She went to the bed and took out red dress from the big box. She lost her breath for the hundredth time after seeing it. She went and bough it when Mr Robinson told her about the party and the dress code. If it was possible to fell in love with a piece of clothing than she was in love. It was gorgeous, red of course, it was hugging her curves but it wasn't overly tight, thin straps, decent cleavage and bare back with a split on her left leg. It was screaming feminine and sexy and elegant at the same time. She left it one the bed and went again in the bathroom to dry her hair, she than did her makeup and her hair. She picked it up in a bun leaving few strands of her hair to fall down around her face and ov
