Lexington and I look extremely out of place roaming around what appears from the outside to be a couture bridal shop on a Saturday night. Lex is wearing his standard dark wash jeans and a black button-up. He looks delicious in any setting. I, on the other hand, am wearing a dress that Lex chose. Red velvet, skin-tight, sleeveless number completed with matching panties and bra beneath it. He reasoned that since this was my first sin it was only fitting that I looked like a sinner. Had to dress the part.
Much like last time we are greeted by an indulgent shopkeep and shown to a private room. I remember the way in from last time but just follow behind Lexington. He is uninterested in having a glass of champagne and a chat, but once we're inside the private dressing room he turns to me before entering the hallway.
