July 17, 2009
Her dress was the blue of a sky at noon, with sequins lightly dusted across it. Its hem fell all the way to her ankles, clinging ever so gently to her hips and thighs. The top of the dress plunged almost to her xyphoid process, displaying her breasts to marvelous effect; the narrow silk bands over her shoulders set off well-muscled arms. Silver jewelry glinted here and there -- right bicep, left wrist, and a dangling necklace that fit the V of her cleavage perfectly. She was beautiful, stunning...and judging from the stiffness of her smile, very, very uncomfortable.