Chapter 84

“No,” she nearly shouted. “I can’t do this without you.” Creighton chuckled, kissing her cheek.

“Go change. I want you in the violet outfit first, with the stockings and sandals.”

He kissed her lips briefly, before turning her toward the closed door and patting her bottom.

Sandra stepped through the door behind the camera and set the bags down. The room was not very large, but sufficient with a long vanity and lighted mirror for makeup application, a settee for comfort and several coat hooks to hang clothes on. The walls were encased in mirrors, so she could examine their reflection from every angle.

She pulled the items out of the bags and hung them on the hooks. There was a black and red silk teddy, a pale pink negligee and robe, two pairs of thigh-high hose, one dark and the other a suntan, and two lacy garters, one sky blue the other a bright sunflower yellow. There was a bra and panty set of see-through beige and lace, a pair of clear high-heeled sandals with crystal straps, and