Word Count: 42,014
Summary of Events:
Hammy and Vera discussed what they wanted to do next and came up with the idea that Hammy would pretend to be a British gangster and Vera would be his mistress — not that she liked the idea — so they went to the Agency branch in Bangkok to work on disguises, staring with Vera . . .
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"She was appalled to find that the halter-topped dress was also backless to her hips, but, even worse was the fact that the material that went around the back of her neck didn't join with any material going the other way until her hips as well, leaving a narrow strip of skin exposed from her hips all the way up to her neck.
A bejewelled ring was fastened to the fabric covering either side of her bust, the only thing preventing some sort of a wardrobe disaster from taking place. Vera hated it passionately.
But, being as Agent Westley wanted to see her in it, she left the room and went onto the pedestal.
"Hm," Agent Westley said.
"I hate it," Vera said.
"The colour is right," Agent Westley said. "But it has more of a seductress aura, and I don't want that. I want it to look like I'm in control of the relationship. I want some sort of a . . . girl-woman sort of thing. Something impish and immature, doting, subservient."
Vera was grateful for his statements and eagerly took the next dress that he gave her to change into. It was from the shorter end of the spectrum, but for once it had a back on it, at least to the base of her shoulders, and a generally modest neckline. The bottom end, however, was disappointing as, once again, it just barely covered her rear end.
She walked out in it anyways.
"I don't really care for this one either," Agent Westley said. "There's no flowing fabric, there needs to be a little skirt, something to swing with a sashay across the room and show some impish attitude."
"You sound like you work in a fashion house," Vera said.
Agent Westley chuckled as he handed her the next dress. "Well, I have a particular image in mind I'm trying to match."
Vera changed into the next dress. It had a little skirt as well, and a lot of exposed back. She didn't like it at all, but she went out in it.
"Good gracious!" Agent Westley exclaimed. "That is disgusting! The bodice is far too long!"
Vera took the next dress and headed into the change-room.
This dress had a little pair of white satin bloomers. Vera shifted her jaw, but put them on with the dress, which had a high waist and only the shoulders exposed.
She didn't mind it, actually, although she was absolutely at a loss as to what the purpose of the little white bloomers was, being as they didn't show out underneath the dress.
Not altogether concerned about it, though, Vera walked out and stood on the pedestal. After a few moments of silence she looked over at Agent Westley standing and staring at her with an expression she couldn't read.
"So?" she asked.
"Perfect," he replied. "Absolutely perfect."
"Now we go looking for shoes?" Vera asked.
"Yes," Agent Westley replied."
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