In a house this size, it should have been easy. But not once since she’d entered had she been given a private moment. She felt like a piece of raw meat displayed in the market window.The brownstone structure was heavily guarded, surrounded by a tall, black, wrought-iron fence complete with automatic locking driveway gate and intercoms at every entrance. Guards stood at several windows, both inside and out. Even if she’d wanted to leave, it would have been impossible.The outfit Shirley had insisted was perfect hadn’t seemed nearly so skimpy in the shop when she’d hurriedly accepted it, as it did now with a largely male audience ogling her every move. The black pantsuit had a loose, low-cut crop top that exposed her cleavage and barely hung low enough to conceal the bottom curves of her breasts. It was briefer than many bathing suit bras she’d seen, and since it hung free from her shoulders, she had to be very careful about how she moved.Paired with the low-riding, hip-hugger pants, it left a lot of midriff bare.
What do You think about Fallen Angels: Beguiled\Wanton\Uncovered?
