You will let me dress you up, right?
Sheer cotton chemise, lace-hemmed drawers, gently pressed against your skin. Silk stockings, of course, pinned up by the corset I'll draw about your waist- not too tightly, I promise!- then petticoat layers in sumptous lace, a bodice to be sure that we mind your modesty. Oh, stop fussing about your figure! We can shape that however you like. Most women do, you know. We've ruffles and gathers to fill out wherever appropriate.
Now, you may choose your favourite colour (within reason). Oh, is that so? Well I've several to match, but this one suits best, don't you think? No, I don't think it's a little much. Rather, layers of satin and crepe-de-chine suit you perfectly. Oh you look simply darling, you do, we're almost done. Silk gloves, for the season, and let me set off your eyes with ribbons in your hair. And perhaps... well, some might consider it a little gauche, but let me tie another around your neck. Perfect. You are simply perfect.
Now, come along, no shyness- I simply must show everyone my work.
