Then she opened the door and slid in.

She locked the door behind her.

Then straight to the closet she went, and that beautiful lace robe seemed to float out towards her.

Hannah slipped off her own gown, and in a few moments she stood before the looking-glass, transformed.
She was so radiant, so pleased, that a flush came out on her thick skin; her eyes gleamed blue.

The lace gown fitted her very well.