Chapter Thirty-Six
Sonoma Dinner Party In The Gazebo
Dinner Saturday night was to be out at the old gazebo. Lu dressed with care. The lingerie designers at Full Moon on Fillmore had come up with a new hand embroidered bodice for her to try. Swirls of metallic beads and silvery rose silk threads made it a masterpiece. The top of the bodice was laced snuggly, up under her breasts. Spilling their abundance out over the top. Thin spaghetti straps encouraged them together. Her long rose colored skirt was fragile and sheer. Open up the front and tied with shiny grosgrain ribbons at her waist. Glimpsed through the opening was her lacy ribbon thong. Disappearing up into her special most spot. She was a vision walking across the lawn barefoot. Footprints in the evening dew.
The gazebo was draped
