Lalla paused, eyeing the sherry for a moment. This was new territory for her. She'd never done this before, despite that one occasion where her fiance (at the time) had caught her naked. That had been the sole time she'd been exposed to a man, and that somewhat contributed to her lack of shame. She'd never been in a situation where she'd experienced shame before. It was just a new state of being, and honestly, it wasn't anything Antony hadn't need before.
"My corset," She stated, already beginning to unbutton her dress. "I'll need your help unlacing my corset, I can't reach it myself." Before long, she'd dropped her dress and stepped out of it, continuing to strip until she was left in her corset and underdress. "If you could?" She turned, pulling her blonde waves over her shoulder, away from the laces. "If you don't mind, of course."