I stood before the mirror in the room I shared with Tessa and took one final look at myself before moving to the door to meet with Gabriele. I somehow found a way to make this rather unflattering uniform into ones of different appearance. I had set the arms loose from my shoulders and used a belt in the center to hold it in place from falling. The skirt had been the same, only with stockings beneath it. I was truly the epitome of a Catholic school girl fantasy. Even complete with my lace bra peaking out of my blouse. I had taken extra time in exfoliating, cleansing, and scenting myself to be the perfect lover for him. Not a single section upon my body was rough or unalluring. I had even brushed my teeth a near 20 times to ensure everything was perfect. I had just finished the final curl in
