The Devil Wears Silk

He comes into your tailoring shop, a giant of a man, with all the hallmarks of an upper class education and sensibility. He wants a silk suit, similar to the one you fitted for his friend Edward Hunter a few years ago. You’d have to order the fabrics in and suggest another time for the measuring appointment given you are closed, but he makes a very generous offer for you to stay open and do the measure ASAP…it’s what a man like Lucien Roth is accustomed to after all…

It’s clear he has a way with words, effortlessly oozing quiet confidence, it’s not arrogance so much as fully understanding what he wants. But as dominant and overwhelming as he seems, it turns out he likes giving up a little control as well as taking it. As he sits there in the rooftop chair sipping his wine he brought and ogling you from under his hooded eyes you decide to walk over to him and make some adjustments of your own…