An excerpt for adults only! Frederick pushes the dress lower and it slides from Ennie’s shoulders, exposing the soft curve of her two perfect breasts. He touches them and feels self-conscious, like a naughty child. Her breasts are soft, like her pussy had looked. He realizes that they are cunningly-concealed leatherwork bleached to porcelain-pale and embossed with soft red nipples. He investigates the rest of her with curiosity. She’s an amalgam, he realizes. Metal, leather, porcelain and silk. Her fingertips are soft-padded, and so are her toes. He pries open her mouth to find ivory teeth, silk-lined joints and a tongue made of suede; her eyelids are cunningly fashioned silks that slide down flawlessly over her glass eyes. Even the eyes conceal reflecting plates behind them. Her dress now lies discarded on a chair. Ennie’s costume jewelry is gone. The only clothing that remains to her are her proper ladies’ ankle boots. He’d been unable to lift her feet. She stands before him, cold and perfect, and she’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.
