A select salon for those with money to spend who understand that dressing well is not a luxury but a necessity. The Silver Thimble has a tasteful sign that hangs above a pretty bay window in which a few fabrics are carefully draped. Inside is lavishly decorated: there is a dark, sweeping cherry wood counter for sales, clear glass cabinets and a consultation room that practically exhales the sofas and coffee table nested therein. Cabinets around the shop hint that merchandise is stored there but nothing is on display. Indeed, it's well known that if you wish to see a garment then the shop girl will fetch it to you as you take tea with the proprietor. Highly unusual, it is run by a women - one Miss Valentina Audley. Kindred know her as the Master Seamstress of Bath, Clan Toreador, which would explain the odd closing hours.
by Valentina Audley » Fri Dec 16, 2016 3:54 pm
Tilting his head up with the hand he's kissing she leans down and kisses him hungrily.
"I shall if you suggest retiring for the night" she murmurs huskily in between kisses. Caution be damned she decided. The shops business was so low, the girl could handle it alone tomorrow. Jacob can spare a little more of his vitae she decided to herself.
Only proper in public darling...
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by Jacob Swainswick » Fri Dec 16, 2016 3:59 pm
If there is a lesson that young lovers may extract from this scene, it may be this: be not over-eager to sweep another into your arms, for surely the right moment will present itself.
"...[A] young man, tall, and of elegant proportion, dark locks combed neatly into place atop a high forehead. Deep blue eyes are set in an intelligent face ...; his physiognomy on the whole speaking of studious attentiveness."
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