"Mind the needles don't prick you, too," she sighs, a little dreamily, as he slowly exposes her back and the peach silk camisole she wears beneath the dark green dress.

The buttons run all the way to the cleft of her bottom, though that's hidden from him by matching silk shorts, held on at her hips by velvet ribbons.

She shrugs her arms free and lets the heavy fabric fall, trusting that he'll catch it.