Her I arrive home to find a package from him. With trembling hands, I open it. Inside, I find a delicate white lace bra, almost translucent knickers, and nude hold-ups. There’s an envelope with a note and a key card. On the note: “Room 312 with an address and a time 7:30 pm. Wear the clothes provided, nothing else except an overcoat and heels.” I can already feel that tingle, anticipating what might happen, mixed with tre...