I locked the latch on the suite door behind us. I unbuttoned my jacket and turned to see her walk towards the dresser. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was a mix of curls and straight, every inch of it seemingly perfect. She glanced my way with a smile on her face as she took off her earrings. I could hear the clink as each was placed on the dresser. “You can come in, you know,” she said. I smiled nervously and walked into...