Thread: Of Spies and Whores {darkest_fate&DeRe}

The new arrival almost made both spies jump. They were at least somewhat used to their surroundings and all, so the surprise found some mitigation in their alertness. In point of fact, both found it slightly more surprising to see a woman, almost a matronly one, approaching them. The wafting air could be felt by both females present, and Mira again barely managed to suppress a shudder. Candy had enough presence of mind to nod to the new arrival, knowing to show at least some deference. The lithe blonde paid close attention to this Miss Wolf, taking stock of the woman's traveling gaze and keen eye. Clearly Enison was only part of the whole picture here, and perhaps Wolf held as much, if not more, sway over the girls directly. Somewhat disappointing women were on the whole much harder to seduce and sway with appealing bodies. After all, much of what the girls had, Wolf possessed as well... if not in quite the same... shape. Again Mira found herself almost shivering as a gaze swept over her. She fought twin urges one to raise her hands up and offer a better look, and one to attempt to cover her own quivering form. Both turned into stillness as the woman displayed what Mira did have to admit was a somewhat appealing garment. She caught the bundle and took careful note, fingering the fabric between nails. Her mind painted an almost too vivid picture of the fabric outlining her body as Marco laid her down, perhaps for the first time. The image made her pulse quicken slightly. Meanwhile her partner nearly felt like she was having some sort of battle of wills. Blue eyes met the steady gaze, face showing nothing save a smirk at the compliment of her legs. Candy nodded, taking the offered garment with as much ceremony as she would a standard uniform. The contact made her pause, and she arched her brows subtly. Yes, wouldn't want to ruin our flavor, she replied in kind ,before taking the garment. She ran her own fingers over it, noting the make and fabric. Her eyes slid to Mira, brow again quirking they certainly did dress the petite brunette well, didn't they? The blonde wasted no time in already stepping into her own, sliding the panties up those long legs, adjusting the bra to cover her perky breasts. The stockings came last, rolled slowly, almost agonizingly, teasingly so, up those long gams, and carefully tucked in place. Mira took a few moments simply to figure the outfit out, adjusting and looking for ways of getting it onto her body. Eventually she found a way of essentially stepping into the garment. It took a while longer, and some help from Candy, to wrestle the clinging fabric onto her frame. Even then, Mira had to wiggle and adjust to make certain diamonds obscured key points. The sensation of the fabric against her sensitive parts already made the girl flush, not helped by her own imaginings. She swore that bits of her trimmed fur were showing below, but perhaps that was part of the appeal? I believe we're ready? Candy said, looking to both. She made sure to stand near Mira, clearly setting up the comparison. It didn't pass either spy's notice that they'd been dressed to compliment Mira in white to Candy's black. Their personas were working, if nothing else.