Romi couldn't help her smile at Roses' shopping description. "Nothing but the best here, of course," Romilda hadn't opened her own shop for the fun of it after all.
"The beauty is often found in the subtle details," Romilda nodded her head slowly, thinking about how something as small as the right brush of skin against your collar bone could make or break an encounter.
"I have some lovely pieces, I'm sure, but you do know you'll have to tell me more than that if I'm to be of any help at all," she gave a mischevious smile, stepping just a bit closer and reaching past Rose - moving into her body space of course - to snatch up a pair of lace panties off the rack. "Something like these, for example, just wouldn't do you justice," her voice, despite her young age and proclivity for being dominated (rather than the opposite) dripped experience and wisdom.