My First Time in the Lingerie Shop: Shattering Innocence
That lingerie boutique on the Grands Boulevards. My heart hammered as we stepped inside. Lace and silk everywhere, teasing my senses. Françoise, playful, held up a bra. ‘Naughtier than the first?’ Her voice low, eyes sparkling. I pressed close, bodies glued. She squirmed, but didn’t pull away. Fear twisted with lust—anyone could see. My hand…