Going to the Party

Proserpina

When Grace brought me the lovely long dress that Danielle had got for me on Lucien's instructions, I sat staring at it in disbelief. Even after all these years, I was still awed when I saw a beautiful gown and this time was the same.

Lucien's words had been clipped over the phone when he spoke to me. Schwartz's party was to be held at the club, not the log cabin near the lake he said and it was slated to begin a few days earlier. This evening, he said and slammed the phone before I could ask for details. I stared stupidly at my cell phone: Lucien had sounded irritated but I knew instinctively that it was something that was weighing on his mind, something that he could not handle which was getting to him. But when Grace laid the lovely gown before me, I was wonderstruck.

Deep purple, it had a plunging V- V-neckline with a deep back that almost reached my waist. Clinging to my full breasts alluringly, it flared out in folds below the bodice and effectively hid my rounded bell