Secrets Vol. 2 by Ella Steele

Author:Ella Steele
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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An hour later Cole is gone and I’m still looking through boxes. I find some jeweled dangling earrings that I can use. They have a hook, but I grab some wire and wire cutters. I plan on modifying their intended use, slightly, if I have to. Other than that, I don’t see anything else.

Regina walks in and flips on the lights, “Hey boss. Can I help you find something?”

Quickly, I decide to tell her what we’re doing. It makes it seem less risqué, even though telling her about the shoot makes me blush.

Regina is very professional. She doesn’t react. Instead she helps. She digs through a few boxes, showing me more necklaces and outfits from Le Femme.

She hands me a panty and I press the thin lace between my fingers, “This is beautiful, but I wanted something different.”

“How different?” she asks.

I shrug at her and put the panties back. I laugh nervously and look at her. “I have no idea what I’m looking for. Or what I want. I just need it to be sultry, cover me a little bit, and be something that screams, Anna.” I shake my head. “None of this stuff seems to do all that.”

Regina nods, listening. Grinning at me, she says, “I have something.” She looks over her shoulder like she’s doing something that she shouldn’t and reaches for a box on the top shelf. I look inside when she pulls it down. It’s filled with tiny crystals. Many are clear, like tiny diamonds, but some are vibrant colors. She pulls a paper from the plastic sleeve on the top of the box. “I got these thinking we could use them—to do this.”

“What is it?” I ask and unfold the paper. My cheeks flush when I see it, but I can’t look away. My jaw drops.

“Vajazzling. At least that’s what the article calls it.” She shrugs. “I guess you can do anything from pouring the crystals over your body, to applying them in a pattern.” She points at the paper to a woman bared from the waist down. The patch of hair between her legs is gone and in its place there is an intricate design of a butterfly. The sparkles disappear between her legs. “That one is really pretty,” she says pointing to the butterfly. “Of course, that only works if you already have a Brazilian.”

I scan the paper, reading it. A smile creeps slowly across my face. As a matter of fact, I do. “This is perfect. Thanks Regina.”

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