Chapter Six: Impressions
The Grand Hotel, Bucharest. September 13th, 2013
“Please stop fidgeting, darling,” Zelda told her, smiling sweetly at Alina. “A dominant woman does not wiggle around in her chair like she needs to pee!”
Alina glanced over at the mirror on the wall across the room for the hundredth time – checking her own reflection once again. Her hair was drawn back in a severe pony tail…and she’d used the more extreme makeup look that had been designed for her. She wore a stunning, midnight blue, wrap-around coat dress that buttoned up the front, and was draw in tightly around her waist. It was a delicate material that draped over her body like liquid ink. Beneath it, all she wore was a matching deep blue bra and silk thong panties, and a pair of smoky blue seamed hold-up stoc
