<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">At her acquiescence, Cameron began to undo the fastenings of her dress.  Fashions had not changed terribly since the last time he did this -- he was able to manipulate the laces and catches ably enough.  He removed the elaborate bodice, leaving her in skirts, chemise, and corset.  His fingers, though large and callused, were nimble on the fine laces of her corset.  "I had a lady -- well, a lady of negotiable virtue -- tell me once that learning to undress a lady was a skill that would set me apart from other knights.  She'd had a knight merely cut the laces to her corset once -- and apparently, that is quite a costly repair.  She took it upon herself to teach me -- and I have never been more grateful for the knowledge."<br/>
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Before he removed the garment completely, he bent down and placed a soft kiss on her chest -- above the edge of the corset, and still covered by the chemise.  "You are utterly stunning, bright heart -- I feel as though I am unwrapping the greatest gift a man could ever be offered."</span></span>