Pick out some clothes.

She shuffles through dozens and dozens of clothes. Some of them are in drawers, others hang on poles along the walls. On the floor, there are more pairs of shoes than you've ever even owned in your lifetime. You try to join her, but it feels strange digging through somebody else's closet, and you're not even sure what you're looking for.

"Hey, so we're alone now," she says softly, but doesn't turn away from her search. "Please. Tell me the truth. I know you're embarrassed, but why did you go out today?"

You freeze. It's pretty obvious, and it's been mentioned in bits and pieces, but you never even considered saying the truth out loud. Her not looking directly at you helps a lot. Is that on purpose?

"If you embrace what your into, and of course not let it get you into too much trouble, there's nothing to be ashamed of... It's really cute watching you get embarrassed, and I have a feeling that isn't going to change, but you can't feel ashamed as well. I won't stand for it."

You wonder where this is all coming from, and you aren't sure how to respond.

She turns to you, slides her hand through her hair to part it away from her eyes, and she gives a smile so warm it causes your heart to skip a beat. "I think it's beautiful. I really respect you, Jane, even if we just met. You were brave enough to do what you did today."

You thank her, and you begin to understand, even if you can't help but feel a little bit of shame... Then, you finally do it. You let the words escape your lips. You explain that you find it thrilling to be ogled, or to be caught disrobed. Though you don't explain it very well, mostly because you're still discovering things yourself, she seems content. Hannah walks over to you and holds your hand between both of hers.

"That wasn't so hard, was it? So let's get yourself something to wear. How about... something exciting? We'll stay on our property, so you can practice safely some more. Like the maze. Only Hubert is around the house, and he doesn't care. Trust me. Women aren't ever on his mind. So it'll just be us and a big house. I'm sure we can have some fun!"

That doesn't actually sound nice. It's a little embarrassing getting help from somebody you just met with something so intimate, but her affection is infectious. You watch as she skips away in excitement. She may be dignified, but there's a giddy schoolgirl trying to escape. Perhaps she just wanted to meet someone.

"I have an idea. Will you hear me out? I'll pick out all your clothes. We'll try things on, since it won't all fit. Just let me pick it, since you seem a little nervous to do it. You see... I have a lot of fun playing dress-up."

You smile, and nod. That sounds good to you.