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your schooling. Our entire lives are learning experiences, dear Alice. One can never know too much.”
    “A good point. Are you to teach me a new way to reach orgasm?” Alice felt one could never know too much about that.
    “No. I’m not here to teach you. I have a different pupil. Your husband.”
    Alice glanced around the closet-size room. “Lewis? Where is he?”
    “We will both see him soon. But first, you must dress for dinner.”
    Jane held up a garment and helped Alice into it. Made of luxurious pale pink silk, the corset stretched from Alice’s hips to the base of her breasts. Above she wore a sheer white lace blouse, and the skirt below was of the same sheer lace.
    Jane yanked the laces running up Alice’s back, mounding her breasts nearly to her chin. Then she motioned to one of the long mirrors. “Look how beautiful you are.”
    “Oh my,” Alice said. “My breasts look three cup sizes bigger.”
    And not only were they bigger, but with only the sheer blouse covering them, they were essentially bare. She gave the skirt a swirl. Completely see-through as well, the lace called attention to her smooth-shaven feminine parts and curvy bottom rather than covering them. And Alice had to admit, as lurid as her nipples looked, pushing eagerly through the lace, the outfit made her look, somehow, classy.
    “Now to do your hair and makeup,” Jane said, ushering her to the dressing table.
    To Alice’s relief, Jane didn’t fix Alice’s hair as she had her own. Instead, she brushed it until it was silky smooth and held it back with a white lace ribbon. And the makeup was just enough to bring out Alice’s big blue eyes.
    “I feel lovelier than I have in a very long time,” Alice said, looking at her reflection.
    “You should. You are lovely, Alice. I am plain and small, but you are as beautiful as a queen.”
    Alice wanted to tell her she wasn’t plain and small, but since she kind of was and seemed to insist upon it, Alice decided to just let it go. “Why don’t you wear some makeup and do your hair like you do mine? You obviously know how. You could make yourself beautiful and confident, too.”
    “I’m afraid it doesn’t work that way, Alice.”
    “I don’t understand.”
    “You were beautiful and confident before you walked into this room. Seeing yourself this way is fun, but if the confidence isn’t there, then clothing and hair products and makeup are just clothing, hair products, and makeup.”
    Alice thought about that for a moment.
    “When you feel sexy, you are sexy,” Jane said. “I don’t use makeup or brush out my hair, because that’s not what makes me confident. I feel sexy and powerful when I’m doing good. Teaching. Helping others.”
    “Oh,” Alice said. She’d never considered those things to be sexy. “I guess anything can be sexy then.”
    “Your biggest erogenous zone is your mind. Sex is all in your brain. If the brain gives into the fantasy, the body will follow.”
    Alice remembered what Jane had said earlier. “You’re going to be teaching Lewis.”
    “That is the idea, yes.”
    Alice wasn’t sure Lewis really needed to learn to turn himself on with his thoughts. He’d never had problems like that. In fact, he was a little too efficient when it came to his own arousal. But there was something she’d like Lewis to learn. “Can you make him understand that I love him?”
    “Doesn’t he know that?”
    Alice lowered her head. “We… we haven’t said it in a long time. He doesn’t seem to think he deserves me. At least that’s what he said.”
    “I can teach him some things, Alice. But many a person must learn for themselves.” She motioned to another door hidden behind one of the mirrors. “Now follow me, Alice. You have suitors waiting, and I must see to my pupil.”
    Alice followed Jane into a large, dining hall with tapestries hanging on the walls and stone floors under foot. Candles twinkled from ornate candelabra around the room, and in one corner