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Epilogue

"The pink, definitely," she said, pointing to the panties in my right hand.

"Are you sure? The blue's a little... sweeter, " I pointed out, showing Susan the other panties.

They were high-cut and covered in tiny satin bows and rosettes. They would have been innocent if it wasn't for the completely open back save a few straps of lace. I was excited to wear them, having received them a few weeks earlier. But I still hadn't had a chance to put them on.

"Definitely the pink, trust me," Susan said, turning back to her breakfast.

"Okay," I said, trying to keep the disappointment out of my voice.

"I know, dear," she answered. "The blue is very lovely, and I know how eager you are for it. But if you really want to impress, the pink is the way to go."

"The dress for it is rather darling," I conceded.

"And I need you to look perfect for this," she added. "This is a very important night for you — and for me too."

I nodded solemnly.

"Pink and girly is to his taste," she continued. "He's only going to want to fuck you if you're to his taste. And aren't you ready for your first taste of real cock?"