Lady Gianna Ford absently paged through a magazine on the off chance that something would tickle her fancy, something she missed. However, she knew that there really wasn’t anything else that would be auctioned off that she wanted. It was all too plain, and most of the other buyers would agree. The real prize was the pair of Monets that were being sold. It was odd though, that they be lumped with such bland other pieces.<br/><br/>Claude Monet was one of Gianna’s most favorite painters, so naturally, when she discovered several weeks earlier that two of his pieces were being auctioned, she decided they would be hers. They would look dazzling in her south London manor, where she had several of his other works.<br/><br/>Her representative at the auction, her associate Gavin, was under strict instruction to bring them both home, regardless if he went over budget. No matter how much she paid for them, it was incomparable to her desire for the painting. Should Gavin feel uncomfortable in dropping such an atrocious amount of money, he had plenty of incentive to appease her. She had a little ‘talk’ with him a few days before. She had to end the conversation a little early, but she assured him that if he came back with the paintings, she would be more than happy to finish it.<br/><br/>If he was unsuccessful, he knew from her past engagement with her husband just how disappointed she could get…<br/><br/>She set the issue of ARTNews aside, then crossed her legs and checked her watch. It was nearly time for the auction to start. Within an hour, Gavin should have the first painting secured secured, and she would call him to ascertain so sooner than that.<br/><br/>If he was successful, he would be able to admire the outfit she picked for the day. If he failed, it would be that much more agonizing for him. She wore a black, high collared blouse with the top buttons unbuttoned; revealing a brown, creamy patch of skin and an ample amount of her large bosom nestled within a lace bra. A matching skirt clung very close to her curvy hips, also very short to compliment her long legs, clad in dark stockings.<br/><br/>Gianna smiled to herself. It was going to be a good day.<br/>