Chapter 47

Trying on the new outfit was not that difficult. The denim skirt fit perfectly, and as she adjusted the crop top over her still sensitive nipples, she looked at herself, nodding ... Maeson really did have some good taste.
Opening the door, wanting him to see the outfit before she changed back, she took a deep breath, calming herself. A final glance in the mirror showed her face was still quite flushed. Leaving her sandals and her chiffon dress in the room, she padded out to find Maeson, smiling nervously, and turning around a bit to show him how it looked.
“What, um, do you think?” she asked as she faced forward again.