Karyn looked down and saw that, instead of Jon's T-shirt, she was now wearing a sheer black babydoll nightie that left very little to the imagination -- her areolae and nipples were fairly well visible through the fabric. She groaned, and looked over at Jon, who was still gagged, so he was no help.
"I didn't mean appropriate for the bedroom," she said, and clutched the stone tighter, trying to clarify her thoughts. "I wish..."
