<div class="floatright">(https://indulgeme.ie/wp-content/uploads/2018/04/Louise-OReilly-Milk.jpg)</div>With one last look in their hallway mirror, Nissa smoothed a hand over her bright locks that had been drawn into a loose bun at the nap of her neck. Her smooth, curvy legs ended in a pair of nude wedge heels and the rest of her voluptuous body was encased in a red dress (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcQhyd7P3GNWjPb1Jta53v3UPaOzSsDGAaGBUfbVwmgL4INPa6cGyyF2ctm7aDWb-i-yKqYvjqrVig&usqp=CAc) with scalloped edges. It hugged her hips and dipped low enough in the front to tease with the promise of her breasts fully showing themselves. Shape tape took care of that possibility tonight, however. The Black Forest was a venue that required an upscale dress, but not so upscale that temptation couldn’t be hinted at. She and Becky had been there once or twice, saving it for very special occasions. Joining forces with the likes of Mateo Lucas and Abyss counted as definitely a special occasion.<br/><br/>Not that they had made a final decision on going into business with the man. Their afternoon had been spent discussing more intimate things than the business deal.<br/><br/>Licking her lips at the very recent memory and trying not to let the cat-like smile spread across her face, Nissa turned away and picked her clutch up off of the hallway sidetable that constantly served as a catch-all for the things they regularly carried on their person. “Did those shoes work, gorgeous?” She asked her partner in life, love, and all the things inbetween as she wandered back down the hallway. “I can help with the back of the dress if you need…”<br/><br/>