Immaculate

"I really do love you, Owen Blackbourne"

Hello everyone.  Thank you for wishing me a good holiday.  We had a fab time, just what we needed.

I hope this chapter is ok, nothing remotely plot moving happens.  Also, when this was on the forum I would give certain ladies a heads up that didn't want to read the more intimate parts.  I don't know if those ladies are still on here, reading, I've got confused with changes of usernames. :).  But I will warn everyone that while I hope this isn't just out and out smut, there's isn't anything else in this chapter either.  

Sang's POV

My fingers slipped once again, nerves getting the better of me, as I tried to hook the bodice up correctly.  I took a deep breath, anyone would think I was a swooning, virginal bride on her wedding night.  The reason behind my nerves were simple though, I was about to initiate things.  I had never taken the first move with him, and I was filled with self doubt.Would he think I was too forward? No, of course not.  At least I hoped he wouldn't.  Was this a good idea?  

I finally got the last hook done up and I lifted my head to look into the mirror over the sink.  I could only see from my chin up and huffed out a breath.  I had the same problem in all the boys homes, the mirrors were set for their height, which was substantially higher than I would have them set at.  I stepped back slightly, going up onto my toes, to try and see whether it looked reasonably ok, or if I just looked like a mess.  I could just make out where the bodice had pushed my breasts up, making them look much bigger than they were and the doubts strengthened.

I loved the feel of the satin though, and I did like the way it attached to my stockings, it had an old fashioned feel to it that I liked.  I had needed to go back out and get stockings earlier when I realised it would look odd without them.  I had sneaked out, but the room was still empty, so I hadn't made a complete fool of myself. Yet.

It took me two attempts to get my panties on correctly.  The first time I had them underneath the catches on the stockings and I realised they were not coming off that way unless I undid the catches.  I felt even more ridiculous and wondered if I should just take the whole lot off and go for my sleep shorts and tank top.  It was clear that seduction was not my forte, there was a very good chance instead of turning him on, I was going to be making him laugh.  No, that was unfair on him, I didn't think he would laugh at me, or at least certainly not out loud anyway.

I half wished that Gabriel was here to help me, and then realised that was not a good idea.  It would be totally unfair on him to ask him to get me ready for someone else to.... well, yes.

It made me wonder just how Mr Blackbourne had really felt when he had glimpsed Kota and me.  I know he had said that it hadn't hurt him and I believed him.  He knew that he was sharing me, sometimes he had even shared me with Dr Green at the same time, but even I realised that it wasn't the same.  I would just have to trust him, but it had raised an issue that I would need to talk through with them.  I hoped that eventually I would be intimate with all them, but I had forgotten the presence of the cameras, or that they could be switched on at random.  I knew that Kota was not ok with seeing me with any of the others, and if he checked up on me and saw me with one of the others, it would upset him a great deal.  We would need some sort of a rule put into place when the cameras were not just randomly activated.

"Miss Sorenson, are you alright in there?" A knock on the door and Mr Blackbourne's soft voice brought me back to the present with a jolt and panic slid through every vein in my body.