Mistress of the Wardrobe 7
Part 7 Lisele's Love Lisele let go of me and pulled herself back, I moaned at the loss of her lips and her warmth. I knew a loving look of desire and sadness came to my face because Lisele smiled and pulled me back into her arms. But didn't kiss me, instead she just whispered in my hair. "Milady we must get you dressed, for in your new boudoir you must present the most alluring picture of femininity, good manners and well bred 'la haute couture' as envisioned by Charles...