It was less what she asked, and more the way she asked, in this soft whisper, for me to follow. I didn’t answer. I'd lost my voice. I had no idea where she was taking me. And I'm not sure I cared. The night, filled with lovely shadows, played a role I'm sure. I yearned to get closer, to brush against her, let her strands of hair fall across my cheeks. I only saw it later, when I caught up to her, the babydoll she wore, its lace across her breasts and sheer skirt skimming over her full, luscious thighs. It was so subtle, so alluring. She called it the Isabella. Her lingerie, like the girl in it, was out of the ordinary. Stretch lace cups, adjustable straps and hook and eye closure. This style best fits C-DD cups.