A Quarter Dirty Dozen Stories
“the girl says, smiling at Evan who is standing in front of a free standing doorframe adorned with a veil, behind which is a dress back covering the whole frame. Down the middle of the dress are a series of small closely spaced buttons.
“Move the veil and unbutton the dress,” the other bridesmaid says.
Evan begins to unbutton the dress. “Is this performance art?”
“It’s more of an installation, with a little performance.”
“It feels quite erotic; I mean, undoing the dress.”
The girls smile. As he ...unbuttons the dress, Evan sees a corset – at least the suggestion of a corset – stretched across the door frame.
“Unlace it,” the girl says. “Then you step through the door frame.”
“Is that a metaphor?”
“If you want it to be.”
“I’d rather there was a woman wearing this corset.”
“Use your imagination,” the girl says.
There are other people in the room looking at other installations and photographs.
“I’m getting quite turned on,” Evan says, dropping his voice, unlacing the corset.MoreLess
“Move the veil and unbutton the dress,” the other bridesmaid says.
Evan begins to unbutton the dress. “Is this performance art?”
“It’s more of an installation, with a little performance.”
“It feels quite erotic; I mean, undoing the dress.”
The girls smile. As he ...unbuttons the dress, Evan sees a corset – at least the suggestion of a corset – stretched across the door frame.
“Unlace it,” the girl says. “Then you step through the door frame.”
“Is that a metaphor?”
“If you want it to be.”
“I’d rather there was a woman wearing this corset.”
“Use your imagination,” the girl says.
There are other people in the room looking at other installations and photographs.
“I’m getting quite turned on,” Evan says, dropping his voice, unlacing the corset.MoreLess
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