Something all rather normal for now

“go and get changed and make yourself comfy” he finishes the sentence. It somehow surprised Felicity in its normality, the sort of thing she’d be doing had she just arrived back at her own home after a day at school. “Feel free to take your time” he continues, “we have all evening after all.” She steps towards him, still feeling a strange shyness now they are completely alone, reaching her hands out to take her bags that he is still holding. She looks at him for guidance as to which door she should be heading towards, and he laughs as he understands her confusion.

“We’ll do the guided tour later, but for now, the guest bedroom is that one” he nods to make it clear where he means. “And don’t worry, we’ll just use the guest room to store your things. You’ll find all your lovely new purchases from last week in there as well” he adds, reminding her of everything he has brought for her already.

“Thank you” she whispers as she heads towards the guest room, not quite sure what she is thanking him for, the feeling of joy that fills her at being here seeming to be reason enough. As she steps through the door, she can’t help but gasp as she sees again all the clothes that he has br Dresses and lingerie are carefully laid out over the bed, allowing her to see once more just how much there is. She’s about to shut the door when she has a thought and turns back to look out at him.

“What should I wear, are we going out, or staying in, or…” she can hear herself rushing her words, **** to make the right impression, at last stopping herself to allow him to actually get a word in.

“Why don’t you get changed first, and then we’ll decide based on your outfit?” She nods in agreement, quickly closing the door behind herself as she once more inspects the contents of the bed.

“Choices, choices” she says to herself as she stares at the array on the bed, no idea how she will ever decide. She slowly strips out of her school clothes, then reminds herself she also has a host of new lingerie, so strips out of what she has been wearing all day as well. As she stands there naked, she looks around, seeing that the room seems set up perfectly; as well as all the clothes laid out, there’s a small dressing table with mirrors that she knows will be perfect for doing her make up. She checks the small door, shocked to find even the guest room has an en-suite, complete with shower and fresh towels laid out.

“I’m going to take a shower” she shouts out to let him know, hoping he won’t mind her taking a little longer, but eager to be perfect for him when she reappears. She rummages in her overnight bag to pull out her toiletries, placing them on the side whilst she inspects the shower to work out how it turns on.

Satisfied with the temperature she steps into the shower, savouring the warmth as she washes away the last traces of her school day, her mind returning back to all those clothes, still unsure what it is she should wear first.