A shiver dances down the length of her spine at his soft touch and Mina's cheeks flush a delicate crimson. Although her back is to him, the mirror before her betrays the blush.
She slips her red evening gown off her shoulders and steps out of it, draping it over the dressing-table stool. Underneath, she's wearing a corselet and full petticoat, stockings and garters: ever the old-fashioned lady.
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She slips her red evening gown off her shoulders and steps out of it, draping it over the dressing-table stool. Underneath, she's wearing a corselet and full petticoat, stockings and garters: ever the old-fashioned lady.
"Will you unzip my day-dress and hand it to me?"