‘‘That’s not the point; you couldn’t feel so feminine in handed down lingerie.’’ Olivia held out some black panties towards him. ‘‘This is your lingerie; all yours and yours alone.’’ Olivia said. ‘‘I promise that you’ll feel so different when you’re wearing it.’’
‘‘I shouldn’t,’’ Darren replied, picking up another of the bags and feeling the silky material inside. ‘‘I couldn’t…’’
‘‘Oh, but you will,’’ Olivia said. ‘‘I’ll bet that even now, your mind is tumbling over with thoughts that you’re being let into some of the secrets that we women keep from most men.’’
‘‘I really don’t want…’’
‘‘Don’t worry; it’s all going to come together when we’re doing it in front of an audience.’’