Mary nodded, but let the subject drop. They talked of inconsequential things as they played. Evey sipped her second (and last) glass of wine, and tried to keep her eyes from wandering over Mary's body in blatant admiration.
She was gorgeous, she decided. Simply gorgeous. Her face was pale, but her lips were full and pink, and her eyes were an arresting shade of dark blue. Her long blond hair tumbled in ringlets past her shoulders. Her waist was slim, and although her dress was much longer than was currently fashionable, Evey had caught enough glimpses of her legs to think they would be more than presentable.
And her breasts! Despite, or perhaps because of, the way her dress hid them, Evey couldn't keep her eyes away. Not overwhelmingly large, but high and full. She swallowed, pulling her
