"I'll help you dress!" Chester Yale set down the wedding gown he was holding, reached out to grasp Evelyn Sherman's shoulders, a sexy Adam's apple rolling with each deliberately paced word.
"..." Evelyn Sherman was momentarily stunned, and before she could regain her composure, she saw Chester Yale draw the curtains closed, then take steps towards her and open the wedding gown box placed on the bed.
He retrieved an exquisitely handmade wedding gown from inside.
The white wedding gown caught her eye immediately, captivating her attention.
Before Evelyn could even marvel at how beautiful the wedding gown before her was, she saw Chester lay it on the bed, turn around, and begin to undress her.
"I, I can do it myself..." As soon as Evelyn snapped back to reality, she quickly reached up, nervously shielding her chest, so that he couldn't grasp her Body.
