Twenty minutes later, Jessi couldnt believe the creature staring back at her in the mirror. Her red hair was swept up in a loose, low, messy bun just above her neck. Eyes framed in extravagantly long black lashes blinked back at her. She pursed her velvety, ruby-red lips, turning her head this way and that.
The effect was remarkableshe no longer looked like Jessi Crenshaw, wedding planner. She looked more like a sultry seductress, particularly when her eyes moved further down. As shed predicted, the purple and silver corset came up to just below her breasts. The halter straps that continued up and around the back of her neck served to make sure the girls were pushed front and center. She wasnt sure whether it was the cool of the room or her excitement that rendered her nipples into tight, pink points.