Almost eagerly, Marie-Élise followed Veronika into the lady’s room. A chance to exercise her craft and perhaps earn the gratitude of another high ranking Nazi was not to be missed. She glanced around the subtle elegance of the bathroom with its genuine cloth towels so white and pristine.  The sound of the door locking behind her started her, but she understood shyness and was unconcerned. When Veronika stepped out of her skirt, Marie-Élise gave a little gasp of delight. “Oh mademoiselle, this lingerie it is magnificent.” Her eyes showed an admiring delight. She had always wanted to design and create beautiful works of art in the form of dresses and lingerie for other women, but life had not presented her with such an opportunity so she labored creating staid masculine attire on behalf of her employer. While she admired the lovely oh-so feminine form before her, Veronika began to speak.<br/><br/>She smiled. It was so much more comforting to speak with another woman. Where the General’s presence had overpowered her, she felt able to relax ever so slightly in the presence of a woman, who while still her enemy, was so elegant and lovely. “My name is Marie-Élise Lorraine and I am honored to help you out. She moved forward. “Show me the tear and I will soon have it made right.” The small dark haired woman moved nearer to Veronika. “Your perfume is lovely,” she murmured with a blush as she took the garment. While not a virgin, Marie had never thought of another woman in a sexual sense. But there was something about Veronika, something in the air that vibrated back and forth between the two women, which had Marie blushing and feeling a gentle thrum in her body.<br/><br/>It was a confusing feeling and one that if she spent any time at all thinking about it, she would know she had to suppress it. This woman was the enemy. If only she knew more about her, but Marie had never run into this beautiful creature before. As her hazel eyes fixed on the seductive curves of Veronika’s body, she felt a touch of envy and not just for the lace of her lingerie. Her own subtler smaller curves seemed somehow inadequate next to this blonde goddess.<br/>