How Marie found this Fashion...

The atmosphere between Sarzi and Marie had become strange after she kept her word and showed herself without veils, moreover on the nobleman's bed. The two seemed more connected and somehow looked at each other with different eyes.

Sarzi no longer saw just a bodyguard, but a woman, and what a woman... Marie had realized that all in all being unclothed did not displease her, I mean in a controlled situation it was also, how shall we say, arousing, but she would never admit it, it was a furtive thought that had entered her head and she was having a hard time getting it out, then if it was the prince staring at her...

One afternoon like others one of the Prince's contacts had directed the group of which he was a part on some investigation of strange facts to the fashion house of Willhemine Enke's personal seamstress (the link leads to the page of the historical figure). This seamstress made the clothes not only of that noblewoman who was the official mistress of the Crown Prince of Prussia, but she also dressed other nobles! Therefore it was feasible that she had personally heard information during long sessions of dress modeling. Sarzi was not very happy to go to that place, but he went there with Marie, the ever-present Di Luigi and a teammate, a journalist named Donatus.

The milliner arrived and spoke to the group, she was asked what she knew about the case they were dealing with, and as soon as the information was finished Donatus made to leave, but the prince told him he would only stay for a tour and finish looking at the latest models. As Donatus was no longer within earshot what Marie feared happened! Sarzi asked if his bodyguard could try on one of those dresses or even have one made. The amused milliner asked if the Prince was planning to attend Madame Enke's next party, and the one replied that was his intention.

Marie, then found herself involved in this dress rehearsal that had come between his head and neck! She agreed to try one on and in no time found herself once again **** to undress and remain at least this time in panties. In the dressing room the Prince was also present thanks to his noble rank no saleswoman dared to tell him “she can't come in!”

Marie, in utter embarrassment tried on a couple of dress patterns that emphasized her breasts and left little room for imagination. The sales clerk noted down all of Marie's features and measurements under the watchful eye of the prince, who missed nothing of the various dress changes.